We were the most fortunate all the time here. It was relatively cold all the day, about 8°C, but it's not the lowest temperature we can have. The mountains are partially white. But the sun was shining all the days.

So was the weather till yesterday. Now the situation is changed completly. After the notice about the Siberian front of frost, I waited we will see the snow here, too. Nothing to do.

Rain. Day and night. Without stop. Hail. Big. In the night. The noise was so loud that I thought the nail is big as the eggs. I dreamed to see snow in the morning -at least in this form. Nothing this time, too.
Now, the rain continue with thunder. I think, I have to turn out everything because the peals are very loud.
I'm vey happy that i did not listen to my husband some days ago. He wanted I sow the plants because the spring is just begonnen. No, don't believe it, I said. The weather in this period is very deceptive. And I was right. He remembered it this morning.
Ohhh... This morning, I went in Salerno for my turn in museum and run in hurry from the car because I wanted to make some photos of the churches I have to show to the tourists next sunday. And... I forgot the umbrella...
Well... What can I tell you... This story has it's happy end: my husband was still at home when I finished my turn and arrived in our zone. He went with the car to the bus stop to take me home. I was almost dry.