The other day it did the usual darkening of the skies in the early afternoon. In the summer, it’s not uncommon for us to have rolling storms everyday. Its proverbial bark is typically bigger than its bite. Lots of grumbling, scattered lightning, perhaps a shower, sometimes a quick flash of hail and it’s done.
But this time was different. It was pinging off the windows so loud that I thought they might break. It was driving sideways. Trees looked to be bending over. I tried to capture a picture of it while opening the door, but when I did, I got nailed and in a matter of about 2 seconds, I had a sizeable puddle of hail and water on our wood floors. So here’s a not so great pic through the window.
Looks pretty innocent, right? Hail’s not too big, but it was coming down harder than usual.
We like intense storms, so we enjoyed it while it lasted and didn’t think much of it after it passed.
The next morning, in my fling-open-every-door-and-cool-off-the-house routine I spoke of in my eco-Thursday post, I saw strange reddish flakes at the base of our deck doors and also all over the deck. ” What the heck is that? I thought.
Then the lightbulb went off and I remembered the wicked hail storm that struck the day before.
Can you see what’s going on here? Yes, the hail basically sandblasted the stain off our logs.
Those of you who have been following a while may recall when David painstakingly spent weeks last summer/fall stripping, sanding, and staining each log to a vibrant cedar color. It looked fantastic. And it needs to be done again.
Argh! Home ownership can really bite sometimes!