It hit with full force right off the bat.
Rain and hail together. This covering was within minutes of it starting. I could barely poke my head out the door to take a picture for the force of the hail hitting the front door. And we have a covered porch! See the rain pouring right over the top of the neighbor's downspout? That's how fast it was coming, the gutters and downspouts couldn't handle it. We couldn't even see to the street at one point.
Just before it hit I had dragged my plant pots under the covering of the porch but it didn't offer much from the craziness. That pot weighs a ton and in a rush of adrenaline I picked that baby up and moved it like Superman's wife.
When it was done we were left shoveling at the bottom of the driveway to free up the city drain system. Just in time for the 3+ hour constant deluge of rain, thunder and lightning.
Those things were big and solid and hurt when they hit.
But what really breaks my heart is this hosta. My favorite out of 4 that I have. It was full, it was luscious. The leaves were the size of a dinner plate.
Now it's a tattered mess. Sob. I don't know if any will recover. Anyone know what I should do with this baby? Should I cut it back? Should I leave it? Is there any hope for it this year?
Well, I see the sun is trying to peek out. I need to go and pull my flower pots out from underneath chairs and tables on the deck and let them feel some rays. Those seem okay. I might have a couple happy pictures for tomorrow after all.