I wish I had had my camera tonight to take a photo of hail stones covering the ground between all the new and the fading wildflowers. A black cloud opened over my neighborhood and poured out its unexpected contents - stopping cars on the road and changing my gardening plans. After it all passed, the evening scents were amazing - the balsam root and lomatium and bitterbrush and even the fading lupine came alive again as if it were two weeks ago when they were at their peak. I feel so lucky to live in a place where this kind of magic can visit and I can, so easily, go out and see it, even breath it in. May you all find some unexpected magic to fill your lungs and heart.