Unlike most of the United States, Uganda only has two seasons. Dry and rainy. At the moment we are at the end of the rainy season, or so we thought. But this particular rainy season has been hanging on with a vengeance. March through May is supposedly the milder of the rainy seasons, as compared to September, October, November where is rains everyday no matter what. While the two very definite seasons make weather predications pretty easy, I really do miss the four distinct seasons of North America. Especially Autumn.
It's interesting this little things that I find myself missing, like doorknobs, and Autumn. It makes me wonder what little things I'll miss from Uganda, maybe the hundreds of colorful birds, or the beautiful sunsets. It seems like no matter where I go I will be missing something.
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