The drive up the hill was sunny, clear and hot. I stopped at my favorite bridge to contemplate some rock formations that confound me each time I paint the scene. I’m not sure these photos will add any clarity.

A few hours later, it was HAILING in Mineral King. It hailed for about 3 hours.

Look at the back steps of the cabin!!

Look out the front windows. What a hardy (dumb?) bird!

When it was over, it was over. No more precipitation, no more clouds.

But look how deep the hail is on the ground!

The water was really flowing, like it does in a normal spring after a normal winter. Wait. Is normal wet, or is normal dry? The recent normal has been dry. So, I am very very thankful for all the rain and hail we have gotten so far this spring in Mineral King. VERY. VERY.

The hail turned the corn lily into shredded wheat.

Monarch Falls was charging full! It was running like chocolate milk for a little while.

The side of West Florence reflected nicely in this puddle on the road.

The following day we walked up to Crystal Creek. These are mud flows across the trail. It was a mess.

And Crystal Creek was running at a much higher volume than over Memorial Day weekend. We didn’t measure the precipitation from those storms, but this one told our rain gauge FOUR AND ONE QUARTER INCHES!!