Today it’s here. Autumn in Montevideo. Cold, rainy and windy as all hell. I knew it would be on it’s way, but not quite so soon. Last year this time was still warm and mild, a late summer after we’d first arrived here. It was glorious.
Today, after two full days of rain, the winds really picked up. I do love the leaves blowing about and the amazing pink-flowering trees that have been all aglow in blossoms. I’ve intended to get photos- but alas, the high winds today have probably stolen my opportunity. Much the same thing happened with some glorious purple-flowering trees last spring. We shall see them again, I am sure.
I really look forward to this winter with roaring fires in our fireplace (note to self: order more firewood), knitting in earnest again, crisp sunny days when I walk G to the jardín, and a plethora of warm beverages. After a year here, I am finally ready to take up the habit of drinking mate. It makes complete sense to me now. Cool, damp, blustery days were made for mate. Just to refresh your memories: Mate is the drink typical of Uruguay and Argentina that is served in a hollowed out gourd and carried with a thermos of hot water, ready for the refill. It is a perfect way to maintain a toasty drink at the ready all day long and with minimal effort. I’ve got a feeling that my winter will be much more comfortable!
Looking back on it, I am so thankful for our amazing getaway on one of the last perfect beach weekends this summer. Yes, I know, I still have two more parts to write about that saga, but hey, now that it’s cold, I’ll definitely spend more time indoors writing. There’s just so much LIVING to do, it’s hard for me to sit and journal everything.
It all boils down to this: Another season, another change, another side of Montevideo. We learned from last year. We'll do a few things differently this fall and winter. Just try to avoid falling branches in this wind...