From Chilly Coney to the Costa Del Snow

At first, I thought it was soot. When I was a kid, the apartment buildings in our neighborhood had huge incinerators. Sometimes when they were burning trash, stray ash would float in the air. So, when I looked out the window from the Duchess’s apartment Wednesday morning, my first thought was “soot.” Then I remembered that the buildings now all have huge trash compactors. Also, it was (and still is) November in New York. It could snow. Happily for us, it passed quickly and the ground was too warm for anything to stick.

BROOKLYN, WEDNESDAY.  SNOW MIXED WITH RAIN. ATLANTIC OCEAN IN BACKGROUND.
(CLICK ANY PHOTO. YOU CAN STILL HEAR US WHINE.)
THE WEATHER IN NEW YORK WAS “SPRING-LIKE” …
THE WEEK BEFORE WE WERE THERE.

Although we miss The Duchess and The Kid Brother, we’re glad to be back on the milder Costa Del Sol (a chilly 63F/17C right now). So, imagine my surprise yesterday afternoon, when I passed a snow-covered village on my way home from the market. A few minutes later I noticed the beach umbrellas (sombrillas) had dropped their “leaves.” I took photos of the bare “branches” and went back today to get some shots of the leaf piles. Winter is fast approaching. (Click any image to feel the chill.)

THE SNOW-COVERED VILLAGE ON THE MEDITERRANEAN SEA.
SOMBRILLA “LEAVES” READY FOR BAGGING.
IMAGINE THE SIZE OF THE RAKE USED TO PILE THOSE LEAVES.
ANOTHER STYLE OF RAKING.
SOMBRILLA FRAMES. HEADED FOR WINTER STORAGE.
DON’T YOU LOVE THE FALL COLORS?

This song from my childhood with my sister Dale always makes me think of her. (Well, any song from our childhoods makes me think of her.)