Where's the snorkel when you need it...

Headed out on foot per usual to gather, nearly got blown off a couple of overpasses; spotted a strange little bumper sticker on a beater which read, "Same underwear, different day". Found some amazing Italian nougat at the trippy sweet shop in the north of the U-District, a confection containing almonds, pistachios, cranberries and cherries, quite intoxicatingly tasty. I managed to slide into home with soaked feet; persuaded beloved spouse by dint of a gift of nougat to accompany me on the next leg, during which we were lucky not to get precipitated upon, just blown away. We have consumed nearly all the ripening tomatoes and sweet peppers, so summer is now but a chilly specter.