Hail on the Skylight

Richard Bell’s Wild West Yorkshire nature diary, Sunday, 30th March, 2008

meadow BY THE TIME I started adding the colour (White Nights, for a change) to my pen drawing, rain was drizzling down my roof-light studio window but this was just the prelude; soon after hail-stones the size of pea gravel were hammering on the window. You'd almost think they'd be forceful enough to break the glass.

Green buds are opening on the crab apple in our back garden in the foreground but the ashes in the wood have yet to put out green shoots.