Btfsplk'd
Big NiƱa pranked me today.
Normally I do my
walks, both purposeful and random, between 8 and 11 in the morning. After
three days of nearly continuous rain I was getting unsure. No actual rain this morning, but it felt like it was ready to roar at any moment. At 1 PM nothing was visible on the Weather.com radar, and a sunbreak was peeping through the clouds. Good enough. Out the door.
Three steps off the front porch, a raindrop. The rain increased, then turned to painful graupel; but I kept to the usual route. As home came back into view, the graupel stopped; and the last raindrop fell as I opened the door.
Gee thanks, Ma Nature. What was the lesson? Don't walk in the afternoon? Don't trust radar? Or were you just having a laugh?
[More likely, the sunbreak provided just enough energy for a tiny convective burst. I should have treated the
absence of sunbreaks as a sign of safety!]