The Toneyard

I was just standing in the Wal-Mart parking lot enjoying a cigarette while Anna was purchasing hair dye. I looked to the north and saw a massive wall of black clouds rolling in fast. Suddenly over the mountains, a white mist appeared and in a matter of 20 seconds completely enveloped the top ridge and everything else in front of it. Anna came out and said "I'm getting in the car", and no sooner had we shut the doors than a massive torrent exploded over the parking lot. We drove home through it and now, ten minutes later, it's just lightly sprinkling.

Welcome to Vermont.