It's a coastal thing, this fog (thanks, Catalina eddy) (And h/t Lynda for the link) so chances are it's sunny where you are. But from where I sit at this moment, the sky is gray, the Pacific is gray, and a billow of cloud is oozing down the canyon.

So let's instead turn our attention to nasturtium season, that post-rain time of year when every shady creek-side patch of earth suddenly glows--

...grows bursts of gold and orange and ruby red--

...volunteers from who knows which original packet of seeds, who knows how many seasons ago.