It is raining cats and dogs here in Santiago, big heavy, summer-like rain drops...the kind that are music on a tin roof or an awning. Wonderful really.
But this is March. Lent. Cuaresma. The time to fly kites with a stiff wind from the east and hot, dry days and nights. We have been sleeping without air, just the big overhead fan, with blankets...I get up early and bundle up with a little blanket as I work in the early dawn hours..
And this is not normal!! However, it is wonderful to experience the coolness so late into the spring...(well ALMOST spring)....and good for the local farmers, I think...Wonder if the rains are going down the Northwest Line, they needed them a lot.
What's it like in your part of Paradise??
HB
But this is March. Lent. Cuaresma. The time to fly kites with a stiff wind from the east and hot, dry days and nights. We have been sleeping without air, just the big overhead fan, with blankets...I get up early and bundle up with a little blanket as I work in the early dawn hours..
And this is not normal!! However, it is wonderful to experience the coolness so late into the spring...(well ALMOST spring)....and good for the local farmers, I think...Wonder if the rains are going down the Northwest Line, they needed them a lot.
What's it like in your part of Paradise??
HB