It has not stopped raining ever since the big storm yesterday afternoon. It has only waxed and waned, but it has kept coming down all the while. There was an incredible downpour round eleven o’clock in the evening. Borgo turned into a rushing river. It was still thundering when I went to sleep just before midnight. Whenever I woke up in the middle of the night, I could hear steady rain. I could hear it when the garbage collectors awoke me around seven in the morning. And the sound of rain was still there when I awoke for the last time just before eleven o’clock. As the temperature has dropped considerably during the night, I have slept like a bear. I have not slept this well for months. But it is clear this morning that the summer is behind us. The fall is upon us already. Bingo!