If you are not careful, you’ll miss spring in Spain altogether and spend most of your life wondering how you did it. It’s not hard, because the meteorological border is pretty indefinite; one day it is a dull, cold, rainy winter day and POW… suddenly it’s summer. There are ways to catch it though, and it all depends on how much attention you pay and where you are in the very changeable land of Spain.
Piazza San Marco: solemn, majestic, always full of tourists, now incredibly empty. Whatis there left for us these days? Perhaps the knowledge that the absurd
frenzy of our life, racing towards emptiness, is not inevitable.
Life goes on in spite of the “lockdown” and joggers jog and walkers walk and cyclists cycle and the motorcycle rider takes to the less-trafficked roads with glee. Can summer and relief be far behind? In a strange Spring like this one, we have to be grateful for small blessings and be strong.
Winter solstice ♦ Meteor showers ♦ Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn in the skies ♦ Eclipses
Spring cleaning, a project that seems never-ending. However, since winter has yet to quite end, and you have to spend time indoors anyway, it seems to be a good time to take advantage of it and putter around the house. While Spring is just around the corner, and flakes of snow fall in March, the rhythm of the passing traffic can still be heard and seen out the windows, which need attention too! But I can see the buds on the Rhododendrons right out front, and my tire tred in the muddy grass alongside the driveway where I missed backing up the car! OH, THE GARDENING THAT AWAITS!
Though some were glad it rained and even snowed, nothing ever happens to everyone's liking in this driest country in Europe
There's no place like Madrid and time like Spring to -- among many others -- fall in love.
"What we need to do is think 10, 20, 30, 40, and 50 years ahead, and decide what kind of a world we want them to live in. Are we doing our best for them, and, by the way, are they doing their best for us?"
There’s never a dull moment in this blessed side of the Iberia, much less in summery spring!