A scattering, skittering, and pattering sound on the roof this morning as I woke up meant hail. And, yes, there was a lot of small hailstones that were hitting the cabin and building up along any nooks and crannies along the ground.
The winds had picked up a bucket and was pushing it around the yard, so into the barn that went.
Nothing other than some small branches down on the road out of the forest, at least at this point. Fingers remained crossed that it won't get more serious.
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