My dearest friends!!
I returned to the ring! Good lord, now they change jobs and I have a little extra time, I work as of old to gather the most shocking news of the week, always in my view clear.
(Photo 1: Puente de La Boca, and the background of the
smoke coming from Rio)
And this time I will delight you with something that caught my attention. Remember those cards mournful, of old movie set in the s. XIX, or Sherlock Holmes, which showed a dark and gloomy London? Well, so Buenos Aires is already several days. But do not be alarmed, not because the Ripper or Jackito much less dense winter moisture.
(Photo 2: Torres of Puerto Madero,
largely covered by thick smoke
)
This time, Buenos Aires seems to London thanks to the ingenious work of some lively interior. Yes, my friends, you read correctly. Is that some have not had a better idea, to save oil and raking tasks, which ... GRASS BURN !!!!!! And if suddenly went back to the '50s, where the ninth to not save the grass for the feast of kings or for cows and horses, burned. It is said that the idea was gaining ground in areas where the weeds had good height, but who knows why or who decided to burn them.
(pictured, Montevideo smoky,
I say?)
But that's not all. Imagine that not a single focus igneous, dozens of them! And to top it, mama nature sends us three days of north wind. What provoked this? Huume reaches the Mar del Plata ... and to Montevideo, Colonia and Punta del Este! Finally, we will have to wait until the wind southeast, as my grandmother "brings rain as plague, kindly take the smoke the other way, or drown him once and
My dearest, I am leaving, while eper your comments.
Ciao!
