At least it waited until I got into the grocery store. It's a hard rain, and it's already slacking off. It reminds me that it's time to clean the gutters again. The oaks around here drop little tassels each spring. They clog the gutters every year. One day I'll invest in some of those gutter guards I used to sell in lumber at Lowe's. Maybe next year.
It's 72. Today's high was 84. My sunburned face shows it. Color me pink, red, and a shade of fuchsia normally reserved for petunias.