Está Chispeando, December 12, 2016

Today is chispeando in North Central Florida. My husband is from Argentina and uses that word when it is raining less then a drizzle, not quite enough precipitation to warrant an umbrella. English does not have a word, of which I am aware, that really captures the meaning for chispeando — “misty rain” comes the closest. I love the word chispeando. The word sounds like a soft,misty rain. And, that is exactly what we have. The sky is a solid milky gray. The air is wet with mist. No wind, not even a slight breeze. A little cool, but humid. The breeze from yesterday left a coat of brown, yellow or dull orange leaves scattered over yards, parking lots and roadways. They are slippery from the mist. One must walk carefully. Florida is The Sunshine State and my husband uses that phrase sarcastically every time we have a rainy or cloudy or chispeando day. South Florida is sunnier than we are, but, ironically, with more rain. But, the South Florida rains come in downpours and storms that last, usually, an hour or less, except when there is a lingering tropical system that inundates areas with hours and sometimes days of rain. We get those, too, but less often, less severe. Instead, we suffer through and whine about these occasional gray, rainy days which are nothing compared to the long, dark, cold, sometimes rainy, sometimes snowy, sometimes icy days north of us. Those of us who once lived in such places forget the anguish of not seeing the sun for days, maybe weeks. Está chispeando — not cold, not snowy, not icy and I can gladly and appreciatively live with chispeando.

I was always a writer but lived in a bookkeeper’s body before I found Medium and broke free — well, almost. Working to work less and write more.

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