Quite a day of showers and thunderstorms. We even had a few moments of hail at about 4:15 this afternoon. I rushed to make a hail report to CoCoRaHS (Community Collaborative Rain Hail and Snow network) - I don't have a hail pad, but I did report the downpour, the hail and the wind. Tomorrow morning I'll read the rain gauge. Although it rained very hard for a short time, I decided to wait until morning to take a reading. It was still raining pretty hard and there was some rumbling going on which I definitely don't like. Too many close calls when I was a kid on the farm, I guess.

The sun broke through the clouds just before sundown and there was a faint rainbow. I got some pictures, but the colors had faded by the time I got outside with my camera.

The western sky was beautiful, though, and I now have this picture as my desktop background. I change pictures very often on my desktop. The air is cooler and fresher tonight and that is good news. Plus, it's quiet, so hopefully the storms have passed and we'll all get a good night's rest.

I got quite a lot done today. I'm packing up things to take to the historical society when I go down for the program about the Friendship Quilt on Sunday afternoon. Also, I'm putting things together for the school tour on August 14. I keep finding interesting bits of information I didn't know about before. Or maybe it's that I've forgotten. Someone once told me it's foolish to clutter one's brain with facts that are easily looked up; trouble is, it's not always easy to know where to look up these kinds of facts. Too scattered in unlikely places like town reports and newspaper articles. Best if I get things written down and filed someplace that I'll remember to look.

I was talking to a high school classmate the other day and he couldn't remember something he wanted to tell me. He grumbled that it had happened long enough ago so he should have had no trouble recalling it, but said he guessed it was still filed in his short-term memory bank instead of where all the old memories are that slosh in his mind like sap in a bucket. I bet he thought of it a day or so later but probably forgot who he was going to tell the story to.

I think I was going some place with these thoughts, but apparently there isn't much sloshing going on for me tonight, so I'd better quit. Maybe someone will send me something interesting for the blog tomorrow.