Aside from the possibility of a change that the elections brought, there is also change in the air. We are acutely aware that it is fall. We know about the fall weather back home because of the many facebook postings. But here fall has also arrived.
The grape leaves on the arbors at work and at home are curling brown and yellow, the remaining grapes have shriveled up. The fruit trees are full of apples and pears (our pears, sweet and crispy have all disappeared but the sour green apples are not in demand, and so these trees are bending heavily under their weight).
The market is flooded with pears and apples and carts full of pomegranates are appearing on the streets. We have not yet had enough of the famous Afghan kharbuza, the white, green or yellow melons that are the best in the world.
It is no longer light when I get up. At the end of my Dari class today we had to turn the lights on. Soon it will be fully dark which means that I have to either change from a female to a male teacher or change my class hours because it is considered dangerous for Afghan women to travel in the dark to and from their homes.
It is also getting cold in the evening, during the night and in the early morning. I can now remove the fan that I used to tilt towards the elliptical workout machine to run at full blast to cool me while exercising. I wore socks for the first time; soon I will also need a coat. As the day unfolds the temperatures first rise and then fall again. It’s weather that requires layering.
I am starting to eat oatmeal for breakfast and have taken out my knitting. Winter is coming alright!
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