It’s Spring in Spain. It’s been Spring for quite a while, but when last week after two looong weeks of rain, the sun came out and temperatures shot up to 27^C, everyone I know suddenly was on the same theme as every year, saying that summer had arrived skipping spring, global warming was to blame, it was snowing two days ago and now it was summer.
I am always amazed at the collective memory loss that happens every year during Spring and Autumn. How is it that everyone simply forgets the Spring not only was, but is happening right now? We spent a week wearing tshirts during the day and light cotton sweaters in the evenings until yesterday, when temperatures dropped again (not that much, minimums are about 6^C). It’s normal. It’s called Spring.
By the by, Spring fruit salads are the best kind. You can still have oranges and mandarins but can also throw in the best strawberries around and the odd pear. Love them!