I found an article about the farmers market in Altadena, and there they have gone entirely to online ordering. You drive up (or bike or walk up, I suppose) and pick up your order already bagged. I do usually like to select my own produce, but given the circumstances this alternative might be a better idea. It's too bad Altadena is some six hundred miles away.
There was more rain early Sunday morning, but I slept through most of it. It ended about noon and since then we've had only a few sprinkles, though it has remained overcast all day. There could be a few more showers later tonight, but Monday is likely to be merely cloudy. Then we get whipsawed. The high on Wednesday is now predicted to be 81. That's just a bit extravagant for April. So far I can't say I'm very happy with how 2020 is turning out. And as much as I'd like to be cheerful about the prospects for improvement, I can't shake the feeling that it's going to get a whole lot worse.
Now for the rest of the night I'm going to go escape into a book written in the past, until I can fall asleep. At least I don't have a lot of dishes to wash tonight. Thanks, microwave.