There do not appear to be any leaks of any consequence. Home sweet home and dry!
I don't think this is the "first real rain" since I moved in, but it feels like the first real storm, so, kind of reassuring to see my little house of sticks stand up to the huffing and puffing, without getting its wads of roof-wattle all knocked loose and me running around under the dripping ceiling like a distraught cartoon homeowner pig with my big dutch oven, trying to catch water drops in its generous basin.
I've been there, man! It's no picnic.
Ok. This little piggie went to work.