Twice as much of everything as and when it becomes a daily routine,Twice as much lotion, until your skin is sore,Twice as much cleaning, because, well, dust,As Vaseline again makes a red carpet appearance,I make my floors a skating rink,And please, don’t forget your water, parched throats are no joke, Harmattan, those cold, short, heart-attack…… Continue reading Ode to Harmattan