- This year came the fall, although I was without much faith. I don't know why a miracle, the leaves have decided to turn them into litter, and they've dressed roads and corners, red, orange, yellow and green. All the trees have joined the giant demonstration, including allergies, to claim the very existence of the fall as if it were the last.
The golden ramps have become a skating rink to prevent the passage of vehicles. The chunks and the wild boars have a party and go through the way up and down, leaving the ground regatta in the truck. The stones in question have joined the demonstration in solidarity with the autumn.
They waited for unexpected guests: timber. The wood extracted from the entresaca, to reach the edges of the roads, the soil and the stones that took when descending have also found bed in the middle of the road.
And now? Now is the time for the cleaning brigade so the mountaineers can go home safely. Few mountaineers stay in these corners, only in three houses there is fire every day; in two houses, people who have the way to clean a path of 2.3 kilometers.
In these kilometers, however, there are plantations of trees against the road, some healthy and others sick. The mountaineers have repeatedly rejected the chunks of trunk torn down by the storm because they know that their owner will not appear well. How can young people who go to the high school to the bus station, distribute cheese or sell bread to the Azkoitia fair? How does the truck that brings the cereal come? What about flour?
The mountaineers plan to organize a neighborhood job because they cannot dedicate more mornings to clearing the way. Call Urbia, order the watermelon phone number, notify your family... A few have taken the call responsibly, three. The majorities have been hidden behind the excuse, until it is heard that otherwise it will have to contribute EUR 50. Itching may move to auzolan.
There are also those who give up auzolan and itching. They pay taxes. Street people don't clean the streets. They rarely use the road. Please go to town hall to request it.
Empty farmhouses and the benefits obtained from wood are kept secret. In silence, because the montans are here, that they also have their way. Secretly, the performance of mountaineers' work.
Auzolan stays as a neighborhood. What used to be ours, now the neighborhood. The neighborhood will. The neighborhood stays as a neighborhood.
The colorful tapestry of the roads also hides the mud.