chilly, not cold

The cave is chilly, not cold. It maintains much the same temperature for the rest of the year.
The morning light from the glass window creeps around both angles, around the paravent, into the corner where the bed is.
Get up, go to the bathroom built into the cave, the water sputters hot from the old tap. Cover the face in shaving foam, after first rinsing it with hot water.
Shave the three days growth of facial hair,then rinse again.
Stand there looking at the man in the mirror.
Do not dare to take a shower, the cold tap has a blockage, and the water is really very hot.
Put on fresh clothes from the bag.
Go out into the garden, look out over the French countryside, all the fields are yellow and harvested.
It was a dry summer which is now ending.

Farther down the steep slope to the lower village, workers are repairing the roof to one of the houses. They have stripped of the slates, and there is a constant tap tap tap from the hammers as they replace the old slate onto the new construction replacing those  laths that had rotted away.

The cave cat called pussy in Trôo