Even as we head towards dusk, thick cloud is enveloping Imemeza, the mountain behind the house. It has most likely come this far inland from the Indian Ocean, then Mozambique and the Lowveld.
My favourite weather.
I type these words on the couch under the 'afdak' at the back of the house.
I'm just back from a stroll around the garden, while eating grapes and strawberries. Pesticide-free grapes and strawberries out of my own garden.
I head inside with the scent of crushed pineapple sage and mint on my fingers... .
Here comes the rain.
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