Pure Uruguayan sky!
And I really hope it’ll stay for long. I won’t pay attention to those stubborn clouds that appeared out of nowhere two minutes ago. We’ve had enough of bad and gloomy weather.
The sun always brings smiles to people’s faces.
five more days until the cyclone showed up… HERE! sooooo south from the tropics! Thanks God we are on the Spring brake at schools so most children were home. On the selfish side of this for once I’m glad all active members of my family work at the Educational system and everybody was home safe. Awkward enough, a tree fell in my backyard at the force of the wind but a plastic chair which had been left behind didn’t move an inch. Today was a sunny and quiet aftermath and it’s so elemental how we all feel so relieved and happy to see the sun again.
This is just a particle of how it was…
Yep! With a little rest in between pourings it’s been a damned cold and wet season.
The first rains brought floods and some attention from the media. The following left all grounds waterlogged (silence in the news cause there’s nothing spectacular in silent destruction). Lasts just washed away streets which in most of my country are made of gravel. However, at some point among the cold and rain and mud the pulse of life made its way to my plum tree.
There’s nothing I ignore most in my backyard than that tree. I deeply enjoy beautiful gardens and have an innate reverence for plants as living, altruist beings. Nevertheless, I’m not the kind that takes care of them. That faithful tree has had blight since I can remember. Now and then I think of fumigate and prune it, but it never actually happens.
However, every September it gives me this
and it leaves me speechless and moved and ashamed and hopeful and small and so thankfully infinite.