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Dear Family and Friends,
Summer has arrived in Zimbabwe with sweltering heat leaving us casting our gaze upwards every day, searching eagerly for clouds that may bring rain. Streets and avenues in urban areas are ablaze with purple Jacaranda flowers and everywhere the familiar sights of summer bring brief respite from soaring temperatures.
After almost no Musasa pods last year , this season the pods are prolific: they've been carpeting the ground, filling gutters and curling around bare feet for nearly two months and still more hang heavily in the heat, preparing to explode and drop.
The familiar sights of summer are like old friends, bringing relief to a country suffocating in bad politics and dramatic economic shrinkage. Respite comes when watching egrets hunting on the lawn: the prey is sighted, a slow and focussed stalk follows.
Then the bird stops, swaying its neck from side to side, gathering momentum for the kill. One quick stab of an insect in dry, crackly lawns and it's all over; time to look for another victim in brown lawns alive with termites and fat pink writhing worms newly emerged from Musasa pods.