Thursday, March 8, 2012
How often have I spent an entire day , lolling, watching the clouds, playing with babies, pups, reading, talking to my sweet husband, in a park.
Living in a city, you need a park.
Even a tiny square with a few trees and perhaps a water fountain .. some birds will stop by, you will catch a glimpse of green.
Here, in the city, where streets are always noisy with cars, people walk and shop and work in buildings alongside apartment buildings.
So every little spot where it might be a bit quiet, a bit green and peaceful is a treasure.
A home with a tree is precious.
All summer long, trees shade the sidewalks, shade the balconies and filter the intense South American sun.
All summer long you listen to birds along with the cars, horns and sirens.
In the front of our building, is a huge old Plane tree.
In my previous post is a photo of 3 Plane trees.
I always associate them with Paris. Where the avenues are lined with such trees.
How delighted was I when we moved here and saw that the people of Buenos Aires followed the French idea and planted Plane trees everywhere ?
That tree almost blocks out the view in one of the living room windows, it is so full and lush right now.
The tree in back is an unknown sort but it houses doves and keeps the garden in deep shade.
It also blocks out the sight of the white wall of the building behind us.
Autumn is on the way , soon the parks will be full of dried up leaves, the tree in front will be bare but strikingly beautiful in that bareness and the tree in back will be naked and we can see the birds better.
We have been very lucky in so many ways with our moves to various states and countries, this was one of those strokes of good luck .