I mean, not just dribbles you knew were happening because the drops pinged on the bathroom skylights, or you saw streaks running down the glass on the windows, but hard-pelting, repeated drops that nearly filled in the cracks in the ground! I'm glad, too, because I was getting seriously concerned that if I went stumbling around in the dark like I do, as that is when it finally gets sort of cool, I would fall in and never be heard from again!
I shut down and unplugged all day Sunday due to lightning strikes up front and personal. (I've been quite cautious ever since the big cedar got struck and totally disintegrated the top half... Awesome!)