Sunbathers at Golden Gardens in 1969, back when it used to be sunny in April.
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  • Sunbathers at Golden Gardens in 1969, back when it used to be sunny in April.
Since the forecast for the next four days is rain, rain, rain, rain?

On Saturday, back when there was sun, I went up to the tulip festival in Mount Vernon. It was actually kind of a traffic-jammed clusterfuck—and, worse, the endless tulip fields of the past are now just two giant tulip farms, including one called Tulip Town ("To God Give the Glory"), where I was told that family tulip farms in Mount Vernon have been disappearing year after year, mainly because the new generation doesn't find tulip farming as compelling as the older generation. Sigh.

But none of that really mattered, because even if family tulip farms are dying and even if Mt. Vernon's roads are as clogged with SUVs as Bellevue's, there was still this: Saturday was sunny.

As Paul Constant says, "I'm sad that our summer's now over and fall's arrived."