The land of endless summers

After the abundance of rain last September, we dared believe that autumn would be coming on time this year. We were, of course, bitterly deceived: for the eighth year in a row I have to trudge through a hot (highs of 29 to 32 degrees), dusty and humid October, with relief coming only in the evening. It is so tiresome, so disheartening, so grinding, this thing, this cruel summer from early May to late October, year after year after year.

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