Black Clouds

Wind, rain, lightning, hail and sunshine, poking from time to time through the black clouds. What did the day not throw at us? It wasn't a day for me to get out into the garden.  

Maera spent the afternoon out on the lawn, facing the flashes of lightning. I gave up trying to get her indoors. She's a storm dog and picks up subtle changes and odours that are imperceptible to me, and loves it. 
Closed indoors she rushes from window to window, up and down stairs and paws me incessantly to get out.  At  one point she turned from black to white with a covering of large hail stones.  Cocoa just stands, watching his mother, as bemused as I am.  

Tomorrow will be better. I hope!