I wanted you to see some of the greens that we see - that's the raging river in the background.....
Las Palabras: Ensenada - inlet/cove; Hasta ahora ha hecho buen tiempo; the weather's been nice thus far; Las navidades hasta entrada el ano nuevo - the Christmas season into the new year; Zanahorias - carrots; La puntilla - the point/tambien el cabo; Entonces - so, then
Recently, after several of my electrical, water, telephone and internet connect frustrations or any two of these life threatening shortages combined, and after a calming walk through the pueblo, I spent a lovely, warm evening at dinner with good friends, sitting on their deck overlooking our little Yelapa ensenada. Four of the six of us were serious swimmers and had been discussing the still-warm water and how perfect it is in Yelapa in November. In fact, my pal, John, said the only word for the weather was perfect. Hasta ahora ha hecho buen tiempo....so, the weather report is: PERFECT!
November is my very favorite month here for all the best reasons: green, green, green; water, water everywhere, return of the first whales, return of mis amigos, reopening of favorite restaurantes. We share an uplifting of our spirit, our sometimes foolish optimism that "they will come," the fading memories of heat and humidity, the simple pleasure of wearing more clothes than less, long sleeves no less - a communal sigh of relief, a lot more laughing!
We all seem to share these wonderful, warm times and feelings right through las navidades hasta entrada el ano nuevo. When it gets crowded at Christmas we sometimes stumble over each other, all being in the same places at the same times. But it's a pretty good-natured group and we want our comunero amigos to have a successful season in business so most of us answer endless vacation questions, give directions and gladly help translate pesos into dollars or carrots into zanahorias....
I know it's already December, this year steamrolling toward its' end the same as anywhere else and so it should not have been, but was, a tiny surprise when it began to rain on the last day of my favorite month...right through to December 1! At Tacos y Mas down the hill we ate on the porch with the family and others unwilling to acknowledge anything out of the ordinary. No one except Kurt thought to wear a "Yelapa poncho" - that's a large black garbage bag - but he also lives a little farther out, at la puntilla.
Although my great good humor is in no way diminished by this morning's 64 degree temperature, I have begun to air out my woolier clothes and bed covers, glad once again to have my little wonder dog snuggle up for what we think of as cold, winter nights. Entonces, our fleeting seasons are changing once again even while the sun shines bright, butterflies zip in and out of my house, iguanas feast in the sun on fresh, green leaves and the tiniest finch yodels me to come and find him in his tree if I can. November has past so I have quickly decided December may be my favorite month, especially as the weather report is: ALMOST PERFECT!
Como siempre, con abrazos!
Maria

