Hello autumn, I guess.
Being on the opposite side of the world for an extended time to where I've lived in my entire life, the topsy turvy seasons have me dazed just a little. I mean how do you ever get used to a 9.30pm sunset? Or being invited to moonlight cinema in August? Hydrangeas popping up in June? Madness.
Summer was a bit of a strange one this year, for these obvious reasons and more. I can't say that it didn't get hot here, but I missed the HEAT. The endless kind that makes sleeping impossible, long sleeves or jeans unfathomable, and slushies a requirement. The kind that makes you crave winter. In many ways the last few months have felt like a drawn out spring and my body is still waiting for the main event to happen.