Out and About August-September 2022 - issue200

42 | OUT AND ABOUT COSTA BLANCA A MEDIUM RARE
After the sunshine comes the rain.
I often think that we have an
obsession with the temperature
and the weather forecast. If I had paid
more attention to the weather warnings,
however, I would not have said adios to
a large sunshade, which recently took off
from my terrace one night; and shattered
in my neighbour’s garden. However
we do live in a temperate climate, and
personally there is something about the
changes of the seasons that I really love.
When I was a small boy I announced
to my Mother one day that in the future I
would be living in the Country where the
Palm Trees grew.
Wisely, my Mother advised me that
there were several Countries in the
World where this could be! However,
as I discovered Ibiza as a teenager, I
soon realised that it would be Spain.
As I arrived in Ibiza Town I announced
to my horrified friends that this was
the Country that I would die in. It was
a macabre comment, but like many
poignant things I have said in life, it will
probably, inevitably, be true.
Every Winter I am out looking for the
early appearance of Spring.
Endless trips to Jesus Pobre to see the
blossoms and I still look for signs of the
continuity of life amidst the spectacular
flora of Spain.
Then the neglected garden gets more
than its fair share of rain and sun and
CALENDAR
Spring really is here, yet again.
In the late Spring I am looking for the
signs of an oncoming Summer because
then I can live life with a house in which
every door and window is open. I can
potter in my terrace garden, and wait for
various plants to show their true colours
once again. This means that finally
Summer comes and the watering begins.
Nothing beats the smell of the water
hitting the herb garden, where a waft of
fresh basil, thyme and sage punctuates
the extension of a lengthening, warm
night. So too the treasures of colour
appear in the closed buds and nature is
generous once more.
Now that we are in the midst of
Summer I find myself counting the weeks
that I have left of the idyllic sunshine
filled days in my mountain village. The
entire year merges triumphantly and
inevitably, marching on from season to
season.
Come Autumn, and I will one day have
to grab that blanket, knowing full well
that one day soon I will be in my pyjamas
and clutching a hot water bottle. I don’t
care that the nights are dark because I can
put on a sweater, light a candle, and I am
cosy once more.
Finding contentment isn’t easy if you
have a complication that prevents you
from enjoying what you have. We all
have varying levels of complication
as a part of our lives. Problems aren’t
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