Spring is here. Unsettled weather, warm days , chilly nights and flowers popping out everywhere.
The trees that were shiny and bare are now covered in a green haze. The birds are so busy, nests being built, twigs and the very best of this and that for the new home for the new babies. In our garden, the baby paloma follows its mama and peeps non-stop.
Lucky mama, she flies away when it all gets to be too much for her.
Summer will be here in no time.
Summer will be here in no time. Summer in Buenos Aires ... hot, dry, sunny days and cool , star-filled nights.
Not bad... not bad at all.
The gardens and parks turn into lush green spaces, full of birds and flowers and people. Weekends you find futbol games, skateboarders , roller skaters and bicyclists, people and their pups playing .
Summer in Buenos Aires seems to last for about a year.
Autumn is on it's way for many people.
Autumn is on it's way for many people. My favorite time of year. The most beautiful time to me.
Even though it has been a long and sad winter for me, I am reluctant to let it go.
Maybe I am fighting time going on and some things being left behind, memories being less clear and sharp.
Maybe I want it to hurt as much as it did in the beginning.. a sign that someone is not forgotten.
We will have visitors.
Nothing better for a broken heart than loved ones coming to stay.
The Seasons march on .. we just tumble along with them ..
The world moves, whether we like it -- or participate! -- or not. Witness the coming of winter in Minnesota, where a winter comparable with last year's record-setting cold AND snow (you usually get one or the other, rarely both) is predicted for a second straight year. This is wrong, wrong, wrong.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you, my dear.
Pearl
Pearl, you should try to spend some time down here in winter .. which is summer here. You could go home then to work with a tan .. Mary would love that. I would too :)
ReplyDeleteI could easily travel the globe, looking just to stay in eternal summer :)
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