Yeuch! Rain! Hail!

[bunn]

I can report that laurel, even a laurel that was once, perhaps fifty years ago, part of a hedge, but is now well on the way to becoming a Forest Giant, is  no match for a sudden hailstorm, and that one wall and no roof does, as Sam observed, not make a house.   I thought the huge thunderstorm last night had temporarily exhausted the malice of the weather, but no such luck.