Timing is everything.
The rain started at the worst possible time — around 5:45, 15 minutes before the “06880” blog party was to begin. Prill Boyle came by to say hi, but had to leave.
By 6:20, it was coming down steadily.
A few hardy souls — Michael Calise, Esther Koravillas, Jan Carpenter, Robert Mitchell and I — ventured out. We didn’t notice Bonnie Marcus in her car nearby. I hope I didn’t miss anyone else.
Radar showed the rain settling in.
Of course, as soon as we left, it ended.
If you came late: thanks! If you wanted to be there but couldn’t come: sorry!
See you next year. The long-range forecast is good.