One of the small things that surprised me the most after moving from Brazil to Italy is how the seasons of the year are very clearly defined over here. Back where I lived we had summer and winter, yes, but none had their boundaries clearly set. It is not unusual to get 30ÂșC in June (winter) and also to get 10ÂșC in February. It is also not unusual at all to have both of those temperatures happen in the same day, especially in the fall and spring.
Here, it's been a bit uncanny. Spring officially started on March 21st and within that same week, the weather got much sunnier, the temperatures rose at least 10 degrees, the trees changed from brown to green, and so many flowers started popping up on the previously-dry trees and on the grass.
Back home, the four seasons were more like suggestions, never truly taken seriously by the weather. Here, they seem to be real. Vivaldi was italian, after all.
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