The end of summer

So everyone told me that Labor Day is the end of summer. I figured that meant that the humidity would go, the temperature would begin dropping, the days would get shorter, the color of the leaves would change - you know a gradual process.
I certainly did not expect to wake up to a cloudy, mucky Tuesday, a rainy-ish Wednesday and torrential downpour lasting the rest of the week. I did not expect to get soaked four to five times a day (usually just as I was approaching wherever I as going). And I didn't expect it to get that windy.
I was kind of surprised to get home late Thursday night to find all the sprinklers still on (in general, I find there are way to many sprinklers on at the wrong times, I suppose they're all on timers). Not only were they on the night of a fairly "wet" day, they were on on the eve on an extremely windy night. In the end, they were watering the sidewalks not the grass. And so, though I had managed to stay dry all day, I had to use all my awesome sprinkler-hopping, side-stepping, swerving and other techniques and still got wet in the process.
And so... summer really did end.
Fortunately, the sun came peeking out again today.