Wednesday, July 9

Just like that summer appears again. We wake up to a bright blue sky.

I have a list of household tasks we had drawn up when we thought we had moved to an early October. I do them, even though we appear to have landed back in July. I wash windows, and plant flowers.

In the afternoon I sit down with Shanti for a minute and look to my left, where I find a solar lamp disguised as a garden gnome.

For a brief moment it looks multicoloured in the sunlight.