First Teeny Summer Storm

We haven't had any rain for days.  Highs in the 90s, high humidity, and very little wind.  It's been a harrowing peek into what summer will be like (but don't we always say that around this time off year?).  And today was no different.  The only form of relief was being out on the back porch where there are more trees to offer shade, and comfy chairs to sit in.

So when we heard that there was a small storm brewing to the north, and the "lightly cloudy" clouds started rolling in, our "no rain" experience told us that the storm would blow by, the clouds were simply here for the moment, and our dinner 'a fresco would hardly be disturbed.  And we were mostly right, up until the point where the hurricane-grade winds came in, and the tiny little drops of mist became d.r.o.p.s. of rain.  There we were, rushing in from the impending doom of a storm, dodging (literally dodging) falling pinecones, and gathering everything up in one giant swoop.  I, for one, gasped.  This was rather unexpected, and I, rather unexpectedly, was pleasantly surprised. 

And even if it only lasted for a few minutes, and even if the deck where we had rushed in from earlier is now almost completely dry, this little afternoon storm, I believe, really is a very good example of what our summer is going to be like, and for that, I am glad.

Said falling pinecone.  It was aiming right for us...