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That Saturday started with such promise - clear skies, the scent of freshly cut grass, and my basket overflowing with artisanal cheeses. We'd chosen Riverside Park for our family picnic, notorious for its microclimate tantrums. As I spread the checkered blanket, a dark smear appeared on the western horizon. My husband scoffed when I pulled out my phone, but I'd learned my lesson after last month's impromptu mud bath during what Weather Channel promised would be "partial cloud cover."