Changing of seasons

September in Sweden

I usually am up early every morning. A trait I have carried with me from boarding school days in Zimbabwe. Studies were somewhat easier in the cool stillness of the morning, shared only with a few crickets.

It’s 7 degrees ( 5am) this morning and getting colder and darker daily. The 24 hours of daylight at midsummer are now down to 13 hours. Three months from now we will have an expected 4 hours of daylight.  The birch trees outside my window are slowly shifting colour from green to an impressive array of yellows and reds. There is something special about this time of year.  A sense of sadness over the fact that summer is gone, but also a sense of comfort in a return to daily routines after an intense summer and with it a sense of  longing. A longing for the winter and snow. For candle lit dinners. Welcoming lights in the windows. A burning fireplace. Christmas.

We have lived in Sweden for just over a year, and we now know what to expect with the changing of seasons. A very welcoming thought.

September in Southern Africa

Zambia and Zimbabwe both move towards their hottest and driest months with temperatures over 30 degrees.  I have carried two very heavy pregnancies in this season, so I often associate this period with a deep longing and preparation time for a new birth. Despite the intense heat and the lack of water, this is one of the most colourful periods with numerous species chosing to blossom. The pastel purples of the Jacaranda to the deep red Flamboyant (flame tree). Heavy expectations. The land thirsts for water. Farmers plan for their next cropping season. A longing for the rain and with it a new season.

Jacaranda tree

Jacaranda tree

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