Jeremy and I biked over to a friend's house in the afternoon to play Koob. Just before 6:00 we hopped back on our bikes to head home. It was a nice day, sunny and in the 70s. Partway home an alarm sounded somewhere in the distance. I've learned that these alarms don't mean fire, they mean storms, severe weather, tornadoes, stuff like that. Ahead of us, huge dark clouds were piled up in the sky. We made it home safely and five minutes later the thunder and lightning started. Then the rain started. I was looking outside and saw these little white things bouncing off roofs and sidewalks. What could those be? Hail? Is that hail? Is it actually hailing!? It's 70 some degrees and it's hailing! What a weird place this is.
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Your Homesteader
- Aimee
- This is the blog formerly known as “Northwest Meets Midwest,” where I shared about the absurdities and adventures of living in the Midwest (having moved here from the Northwest). But really, this blog has been more and more a story of how we’ve fallen into urban farming and homesteading. So read on and enjoy our adventures in canning, preserving, mushroom-growing, local/organic fanaticism, chicken raising, designing and constructing, sewing, and attempting a little self-sufficiency in our corner of Minneapolis.
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