Holy Moly

We just had a bit of a freak hail storm.  The garden is pretty well flooded, but everything looked like it's still alive.  Luckily the tomatoes were in the Wall-o-water things and the peas are still small enough to not have a bunch of foliage to be damaged.

I had just put the chicks out in the outside pen, so I ran out there to see if they had the smarts to get in to the little box out there.  They had, but they also all looked kind of puzzled at the strange white stuff coming out of the sky, which incidentally was piling up at the back door.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to put on some dry clothes and make some hot chocolate...