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  • Yesterday I was at a baseball game, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, careful to slather sun screen on. It was pretty hot, a typical summer day.

    Coming back from the game, the fog started rolling in quickly, a fairly unusual sight for Buenos Aires, despite its location right on the River Plate. By nightfall, it had gotten a bit chilly and very cloudy, closing the curtains to the full moon show which I was looking forward to watching. I hope some of you saw and and photographed it.

    This morning, I awake to a typical fall Sunday: cloudy, a bit chilly, empty streets except for some revelers getting back from a very late (early?) evening out in the town.

    I look out my window and the trees say: Hello, Fall! But I am still confused by the palm trees who, like me, want to fly North for the Winter. North?

    Ayer estuve en un partido de béisbol, con shorts y una remerita de manga corta, cuidándome de no quemarme. Hizo mucho calor, como un típico día de verano. Volviendo del partido, se levantó una neblina poco típica de esta cuidad, a pesar de que nos encontramos sobre el gran Río de la Plata.

    Al anochecer, refrescó bastante y se nubló, cerrándome la cortina al show de la gran luna que quería ver. Espero que alguien en Cowbird la haya fotografiado.

    Esta mañana, me despierta un típico domingo de otoño, nublado, un poco fresco, las calles desiertas excepto por aquellos que todavía están volviendo de sus fiestas.

    Miro por la ventana, y los árboles dicen: Hola Otoño! Pero sigo confundida por las palmeras que, como yo, quieren volarse al norte durante el invierno. Al Norte?
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