Hail Mary

I spent Sunday afternoon juggling at the summer festival of the church of St. Mary in Bochum Langendreer. The party was disrupted by the biggest hailstorm that I've ever seen (I may have led quite a sheltered life). At first we thought that God was angry, but convinced ourselves that it was a signal to his flock to drink more caipirinhas. Here is a photo of me juggling a 3-hailstone Mills Mess.