María Jesús Jabato: “We will remain between the flu and the wolf”

As the proverb goes, wolves do not eat winter, nor do they eat summer. The wolf eats only the sheep of Santa Maria del Mercadillo, which a few days ago bit its fangs into twenty-three and returned to its den with its blood and wool, but it cannot eat in the winter , cannot be eaten in the summer, and here we experience summer heat in the fall, surpassing all October temperature records that have ever existed and may yet exist in Burgos.

The summer in San Miguel is out of control like a wolf. Although some people live a happy life, this unexpected Caribbean Sea has turned from brown to black, and many of us are looking forward to coolness. Burgos, it’s cold, wow, because it’s so hot, no one dares to buy some roasted chestnuts from the stalls already on the street, or make an appointment to get a flu shot, which saves them the pain of traveling and sleeping.there is someone there Duck

As Rafael El Gallo said, there are strange people like González Ruano who like the process of the flu. He said, How naive is the vanity of us patients! This feeling of burning skin, dry mouth, unclear mind… We can complain a little, ask some stupid things, say some empty words, and everyone will agree with us. Ah, what a rare privilege this is! Despite these somewhat childish musings, no doubt the result of the author’s feverish state, no one wants to catch or be infected by the flu, who knows who has infected whom, and we don’t want the virus to nearly sweep us all by. Four thousand Spaniards in a year are certainly less than the number of wolves, which kill fourteen animals a day, that is, more than five thousand animals a year in Castile and León alone.

Between the flu and the wolf, we will remain in the picture, but in the meantime, here we are, beating the October fan like crazy, waiting for the fall that never comes, the abundant time of redwood chestnuts and what the poet sang Sad leaves, waiting for fresh air, cold, rain, ah! There are tender secrets lurking in the rain… We shouldn’t be surprised by this love; we shouldn’t be surprised by this love. We have said it above: there are stupid people.

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