Early evening here and it’s been overcast all day. That doesn’t save us from the noon swelter, but it does mean that now, around seven, there’s a breeze and it’s blessedly cool. After all the quick nightfalls of the winter and the blackout precautions we have to take to keep our house from filling with bugs, the days are starting to feel miraculously long.
It’s depressing that we’ve almost hit the apex already—I’ve spent some time in Australia and I can tell you I wouldn’t mind seeing an eleven o’clock sunset again.
I want to talk a bit about movements, how they start and grow and how I’m witnessing one firsthand here in Mexico.