I LOVE this time of year in Yelapa, however, if you know me, I say that about ALL the seasons in Yelapa. I come down every October to get the casas ready for the high season which begins in November. No matter how hard our summer caretakers work at keeping the place together, there is still a lot that needs to be done before we open the casas to guests. The summer rains are sometimes relentless, going for days without a peak at the sun. I’m a sun person, I don’t mind the heat. I don’t lay out and bake anymore like I did as a kid, I do actually understand the damage that can be done…I try and be smart and wear my sunscreen. But what happens here in Yelapa in October when the sun comes out is not far from miraculous. Linens that have been carefully packed away void of air with nothing but some dryer sheets and a bit of rice, come out and get hung lovingly on clothes lines string from every available tree. Blankets hidden in dark bodegas get strung about on any possible support. Cabinets get scrubbed and the doors thrown open to pull in fresh dry air…it’s not “Spring Cleaning” around here, it’s always “Fall Cleaning”. It’s amazingly cathartic. It’s that starting again fresh, cleaning out the old preparing for the new.
Even with all the work that needs to be done, there is an unsurpassed beauty. The hills are so green I sometimes wonder if I’m wearing tinted lenses. The quiet cool of the morning is a tonic for my soul and the warm ocean in the afternoon, a refreshment on my weary body. The incredible butterflies that emerge during the summer are still flitting about merrily. The fireflies are still out blinking their little night lights in search of a mate and a long winters rest.
Ah, as the evening sky starts to overtake the brightness, I bring in the laundry holding it to my face to drink in the freshness. My day ends…but I look forward to another load of laundry and another beautiful Yelapa day to enjoy.