There are only two clues to the fact that it is October in the Pacific Northwest.
1) No more baseball. (Playoffs only count when one's team is involved. It's been a long time since mine was involved.)
2) My car, house, and person are being bombarded by horse chestnuts.
Cliff Mass promises rain (FINALLY) late this week. I sure hope so. We need it to wash the air clean and wash the stupid out of the people. I wouldn't complain about the sun and the warmth if only we'd had any precipitation in the past eight weeks. Honestly, it's getting hard to think or focus. When I say "wash the stupid out of people," I am including myself.
Still, October, whatever the weather, means it's nearly Halloween, and this is good!
But still... Rain? Please?