Pretty, dramatic and wet

A strange day, to be sure.

By late afternoon, I had to get out and walk despite the sky getting darker.

So I was out when it poured, and then it hailed and the thunder was so loud, it sounded like military heavy artillery. Basically it boomed. And the wind whipped at the trees.

And why this slow worm was alone on the pavement, I can only guess. Perhaps a bird dropped it. Anyway, I picked it up and put it into a hedgerow.

I loved being out in it all. It was exhilarating.