It's hailing, a hail storm.
I just happened to be looking out the window and saw the lightning.
Pretty chuffed bout that :)
The hail is large and heavy.
It melts on the road.
It's very dark and gloomy.
I love that.
Call me what you like, but I love gloomy weather better than the sunlight.
Watching the hail...
And the lightning...
It's perfect.
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