It was a dark and stormy... Morning.

{  It was so dark, even the streetlights were still on  }

{  Miles tried to tell me that we should cancel our morning walk.  }

{  "Seriously -- I can hold it all day. Abort mission. Stat."  }

{  Having excellent senses, Miles could tell something was brewing above  }

{  We got to the community garden . . .  }

{  And BAM. It happened. HAIL ATTACK!  }

{  "Hmm... More startling than snow... But more appealing to chase."  }

{  10 minutes later, the sun made an appearance.
And that is a westcoast spring morning, y'all.  }