A quiet morning

… starting from September, we were having electricity cuts three times a week for a full day… and if there were storms somewhere, the cuts may be more or longer… (apparently, the wooden poles in the area were replaced to prepare for the rainy season; that’s what we were told…) when I heard the sounds of the wheelbarrow (bringing a car battery), I knew what was coming next… and what would accompany us for the “rest” of the day. Here, and at the office (given, there was fuel…)...