Hail, Holy Queen
This afternoon we had a thunderstorm.
When the sun came out, we spotted this guy in the lake.
Just as I was getting ready to drive Curly and Moe to their tae kwon do class, the hailstorm started. I put the car in the garage instead to protect it from this stuff.
The storm was over as quickly as it had begun.
Happy Birtday, Blessed John Paul II! And all the best to my friend Father Stefan on the fifteenth anniversary of his ordination!