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Looking out my Backdoor: Summertime, and the living is dusty

That may not be how the song is sung but that is how we sing it in Etzatlan this summer.

We juggle the procession of seasons, winter flips into a few days of spring, which gets dropped on the floor and immediately flames into summer, temps in high 90s up to 100 this week.

Dry and dusty. What little breeze we get brings cane ash and field dirt, right into my casa where I can enjoy it at leisure.

I yearn for what I now think of as normal times, when the rains come in June, bringing two and a half months of spring. Ah, spring. Will we have spring this year?

Meanwhile, we have no water. The entire...


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