Intuition pays off for me

Yesterday evening, Wifey was out with The Boy at his Cub Scout meeting.  Since the other two kids were in bed, I worked in the garage preparing some more border material for the pathways.  Once that was done, I went to the garden to trench for more fence installation.

We've had some storms come through over the last few days with more to come.  As I dug, a clean-smelling wind blew with some mist in the air.  Over my shoulder another set of clouds passed overhead with some lighting bouncing around among the clouds.  I had a thought that, maybe, it's time to go in.  I decided that I was safe from the lightning given where the thunder was and that I hadn't seen any lightning actually come to ground.  After about 5 more minutes of digging, another front blew in with the trees down the street signaling faster wind blowing. 

There was enough of that wind that I looked up to verify it wasn't rain coming down, instead.  I saw a low-lying dark cloud starting to peek over the top of those trees.  Suddenly, I had an urgent thought that it was time to stop.  Stop digging RIGHT  NOW.  I grabbed my shovel and hustled to the garage.

I had been inside the garage for less than a minute than a complete downpour erupted from the sky.  It wasn't the most rain I'd ever seen, but it was a lot.  Shortly after the rain started, hail came down for about 10 minutes.

I'm really glad I listened to that insistent voice in my head.