This is the town of Preuilly-sur-Claise [pruh-YEE-suyr-KLEHZ], seen from the road as you arrive from Le Grand-Pressigny [luh grã-preh-see-NYEE], in the southern part of Touraine.
We've had an exciting morning. When I woke up just before 6 a.m., the sunrise was a bright, luminous red. I was starting to hear thunder. When I pulled up a shade on a west-facing window, I could see lightning off in the distance.
Ten minutes later, the storm was upon us. The thunder clapped loudly right over the house. Lightning lit up the landscape. Then heavy rain turned into hailstones! They were the size of marbles. I went running down to try to get the car in before it was damaged. Walt also came running down two flights of stairs to help. We got the car into the garage and it doesn't seem to be pock-marked. Then the hail stopped. Close call.
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