Yesterday started out wet and cool. I woke to torrential rain smattering on my aircon with a tinny sound. The courtyard outside my flat magnifies all sound in it, and even a lighter rain sounds like a waterfall outside my window. I don't mind at all, of course; I have always loved rain here in the tropics.
It isn't the rainy season, and the freshness soon wore off, leading into a thick and close evening.
This morning I woke to something quite different. The sun streamed in through every window, and the skies were as blue as a robin's egg. I opened wide the back door and let the sunshine fall in long, warm slats across my floor. It feels like summer, and I say that meaningfully here in this land of eternal sunshine.