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Sunday, January 24 2010
People who stay at La Faula in the summer when hot days are the norm, often ask, rather incredulously, whether it snows here in the winter. On days when the temperature in the shade is 40°C both Luca and myself find ourselves marvelling that a place so hot could really experience any cold.
In fact, it snows rarely at La Faula and any snow that does fall tends not to last long. So when snowy days come I tend to shoot a lot of photos to cover all those years when there is no snow at all. It is cold at La Faula rather when dry, cold winds push down into the Adriatic from the North-East. The days are sunny and dry but in the morning it is like being in a freezer.
These last days have been cold but unsettling. Unsettling because the days are lengthening appreciably, the first primroses are poking out of the earth and although in the depth of winter we are on the cusp of spring. When the cold recedes here the warm air pushing-up from the Mediterranean basin changes the climate in an instant and suddenly all those winter’s jobs so far undone take on a new urgency.
This compares with the months of November and December. In those months the farm-stay season, for better or worse, is passed. The days are shortening and with them the farmer’s working day. Evenings are long and cosy and one always has in mind that the jobs awaiting can always be done after Christmas!!
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People who stay at La Faula in the summer when hot days are the norm, often ask, rather incredulously, whether it snows here in the winter. On days when the temperature in the shade is 40°C both Luca and myself find ourselves marvelling that a place so hot could really experience any cold.
In fact, it snows rarely at La Faula and any snow that does fall tends not to last long. So when snowy days come I tend to shoot a lot of photos to cover all those years when there is no snow at all. It is cold at La Faula rather when dry, cold winds push down into the Adriatic from the North-East. The days are sunny and dry but in the morning it is like being in a freezer.
These last days have been cold but unsettling. Unsettling because the days are lengthening appreciably, the first primroses are poking out of the earth and although in the depth of winter we are on the cusp of spring. When the cold recedes here the warm air pushing-up from the Mediterranean basin changes the climate in an instant and suddenly all those winter’s jobs so far undone take on a new urgency.
This compares with the months of November and December. In those months the farm-stay season, for better or worse, is passed. The days are shortening and with them the farmer’s working day. Evenings are long and cosy and one always has in mind that the jobs awaiting can always be done after Christmas!!
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