La Tramontane

It’s said to blow for three, six, or nine days.

It was noted by Marco Polo at the end of the 13^th Century.

It has gusts up to 75 mph.

Not typical at all for the season, La Tramontane winds continue to blow.  Springtime here is usually filled with foggy days and cool nights, but strange meteorological patterns have brought the North- Northwestern winds back.  Wreaking havoc on the garden, the winds have left us indoor, temporarily abandoning projects and relighting the wood heater.  The prosperity of spring has temporarily been forgotten while looking out from the inside of a window.  In the garden, flowers have been pulled off from their stems and leaves have been burned from the whipping winds.  Nature will repair itself, but the colors and lush growth of the season is over for this year.

I don’t know what day it is – six, nine, maybe even twelve if a three day cycle restarted.  The winds tend to make me forget night and day, let alone what day of the week it is or how long the winds have been blowing.  It’s said to do that to those not from the region and there is no magic cure to develop a strong affiliation for it.  I just have to wait, hopefully only three more days.