It wasn't raining when I left the house this morning.
but drizzle started about five minutes out
and stopped after a few minutes.
But it started up again, and got heavier. My windbreaker wasn't much use. I was pretty wet by the time I got on the train, and had to keep active to keep from getting too cold on the train. So I couldn't sleep. Bummer. I need that sleep on the train.
Fortunately the rain had stopped before I left work. Overslept my stop and found myself in Trenton, had to take a train back. Waste of a half hour, but otherwise not a big deal, this is only the third time this has happened to me in over 20 years.
Finally got on my bike for a leisurely ride home. That's when things started to get interesting:
That windbreaker just got a whole lot more useful. I zipped it up, tied the arms together, filled it with puffballs, and closed it off with the velcro reflective straps from my ankles. Rode home one handed, a sack of mushrooms over my shoulder.
It's been a pretty good fall for puffballs. I've served them for dinner maybe three or four times in the last month. But this was too much. I gave away two of the medium sized ones before I got home, then my wife gave away another... so I'm left with the biggest (1895 g) and the smallest (265 g).