Winter

I woke up this morning and winter had most certainly arrived in Namibia.

Wore fur-lined boots and my polo neck to work today. A mere 6 months ago it was so hot, the thought of a polo neck would have choked me.

Ah, winter in Namibia. A wonder.

Here, the sky become bright blue, and the air cuts through our homes and clothes like a
scream on a dark night.

The air becomes so clear, you can drink it, draw it, drop it.

The cats stay close by and one or two even snuggle up to you, which is the best thing so far about winter.

When I scratch the cats back or pull my hands through my hair, you hear the cold and fizz and you know, winter is here.

It is cool cool cool.

Here's to cold face and noses, hands and feet and knees beneath my skirt!

Ho, ho, winter is here!