The greyness is pretty relentless during the Lima winter. The bold colors of the flowers, and water, and brightly colored buildings fade away, and the world converts to a black and white landscape. People's moods drop, as does the temperature. And though it never really gets that cold, it feels so, because the buildings are not heated and it's damp. You understand why there are so many alpaca sweaters for sale. Limenas wear down jackets and cover their dogs in fleece.
This photo was taken at about 3:30 pm yesterday afternoon. The weather was not especially bad, though the waves were higher than usual due to storms way down south in Antarctic waters.
This is our third winter in Lima. I'd like to say we've become accustomed to it. And, like everyone else, the moment a hint of blue sky or sunshine emerges, we celebrate.
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