Now it is slowly becoming summer. Yesterday there were 38 degrees Celsius in Windhoek. Luckily I was at work half of the day, with the aircondition on. The heat hit me when I went outside. The only option was to have a very long siesta and then do something where you don't have to move much.
The moskitos are coming, a locust knocked at my window, butterflies decorate my garden and the weaver birds are breeding. And in this weather people try to gear up for Christmas! I cannot get into the mood for it and I will probably start baking Stollen just the week before. It feels all wrong.
