MAY IS THE warmest month of the year here, some might even call it hot, depending on where you’re standing.
In the evenings, upstairs at the Hacienda where, alas, live the Samsung Smart TV and the computers, it can get unpleasant in the late afternoon and early evening.
It’s even been known to chase us downstairs prematurely when we’re trying to relax with Netflix.
And, of course, we have no air-conditioning because 99 percent of the time, it’s not necessary.
Most of downstairs, however, never gets hot due to the high ceiling in the living room. In the bedroom, which has a somewhat lower ceiling, it gets a bit stuffy at times.
We have a ceiling fan in the bedroom, the sole ceiling fan at the Hacienda if you don’t count the fan in the ceiling of my child bride’s pastry kitchen, which stands apart.
May is our worst month. There is the “heat,” the dust, the dead grass in the yard. May is just a period that one must endure in order to enjoy the other 11 months.
One way we endure May is by making limeade.
The first limeades of 2017 were made this morning, a little tardy this year due to this May’s being somewhat less stuffy than the average. We’ve been lucking out.
That’s our limeade station in the photo. One nice limeade requires three limes, three tablespoons of barroom sweetener, water and ice. That’s it. Stir and serve.
Those limes are called lemons down here, limones. What the Gringos call lemons are rarely seen. The yellow things.
Doesn’t matter. Limes do the trick. Every May. Until it starts raining daily in early June.
Then you don’t hanker for limeade anymore.