Them's hailstones, them are

I declared at the beginning of the week that our summer was over and winter was on its way.

You may have thought I was exaggerating (me?!) and even being a touch negative.

And if you did, I'm afraid you were wrong. 

Because above you can see what fell on our garden earlier this evening.

That's right, hailstones; huge lumps of cold, hard ice. 

Apology accepted.