Lauantai 🇫🇮 Laugardagur 🇮🇸

We prepared for the colder season today. After successfully rearranging my office in the basement, I prepared lunch. I cooked nothing fancy, so the fish fingers with rice and peas were an ordinary Saturday meal. In the afternoon, I applied a silicon paste to the back door, which helps to keep the colder air out. It’s terrifying how much time these jobs require! Hardly had I finished the job when the afternoon English class started with Ági and Roya. It was an alright lesson. Since our last meeting was in August, I thought we could use this opportunity to practice speaking, which was a good idea.

After the lesson ended, we grabbed something to eat so that we could continue the work. There were three packs of shingles weighing at least 40 kg each in the back garden that I wanted to carry to the loft. We had to divide them into smaller batches, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to carry them. The whole process lasted almost an hour.

Today, the last summery day of October - the highest temperature was around +26°C - was unexpectedly active. We were running about in the house like two mad, hungry rabbits before winter set in. As of tomorrow, the much-loved summer temperatures will disappear, and the colder season will replace the joy we've had lately. The earlier and longer dark hours cast a foreboding shadow on the next five months.

We are experiencing Biblical times. The pieces of news that reach us are shocking. The Holy Land is in turmoil. Europe's division in the current crisis is shocking, and the portents evoke prophecies no one would like to experience. Dark times for us due to the imminent season change, and dark times for the world. Very sad.

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