It was a dark and stormy… Morning.

It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  It was so dark, even the streetlights were still on  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  Miles tried to tell me that we should cancel our morning walk.  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  “Seriously — I can hold it all day. Abort mission. Stat.”  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  Having excellent senses, Miles could tell something was brewing above  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  We got to the community garden . . .  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  And BAM. It happened. HAIL ATTACK!  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  “Hmm… More startling than snow… But more appealing to chase.”  }
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
It was a dark and stormy... Morning.
{  10 minutes later, the sun made an appearance.
And that is a westcoast spring morning, y’all.  }

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