At some level, we were actually prepared for this to happen, believe it or not. It was Sunday, October 14 and we knew it was supposed to be cool, windy and perhaps raining. We were scheduled to go to Wabi Sabi farm for our Gang of Farmers gathering and we were prepared to do a little work in less than idea conditions. We ended up working in the high tunnels and as we weeded, we heard a sound that didn't quite sound like raindrops on the plastic.