Rain rain, go away

OK people, I finally have to admit I am getting sick of this weather. Just got home and I am chilled to the bone. Cold & rainy, cold & rainy, cold & rainy, ad nauseum. This next weekend will be the sixth or seventh washout in a row. Not that I've had any exciting weekend plans anyway, but enough is enough.

Back on March 27th I inaccurately predicted the return of the al fresco coffee house season, complete with neighborhood characters. (The Mad Trumpeter, by the way, has been reported to have switched to the harmonica.)

So here's an image of happier times! Last summer I got this shot of a neighborhood lady buying a disco ball from the King of Records Recycling Factory Junk Store, next door to the Fenway Coffee House.



Currently watching: House