Vignette 22Oct2014

Autumn’s first storm has hit Seattle, and my commute is packed with sounds not heard since spring. Sheets of rain hiss through parchmentleaves. Fat dropssplat as they crater sidewalk puddles. Eavesand downspoutsplathertheir runoffinto waiting pools. Tire treadssizzle down dawn’sslick streets. Jacket frontszip. Gore-tex and oilclothrustle andwheeze. Wind gusts flubble against hat brims and upturned collars. […]