All right, I've been back from South America for a year now, but I keep returning to it mentally. Not only am I getting to the part of writing Road through Time when what I saw there takes pride of place, but as winter closes down around us, I remember how different it was there.
This was taken in late November in a cafe in Brasilia. Not a fancy place, I think, but nevertheless all decked out for the Christmas holidays. What a difference! That I have three small pointsettias from Christmases past that are beginning to produce red leaves is a small triumph, but nothing like the host of outdoor flower here.
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