Limba writes an article
The language school publishes a small newsletter, and Oyuunaa has asked me to write an article about nature in Mongolia, in Mongolian.
I sit at the kitchen table with my notes from the north: Khövsgöl, Ganbaatar's words about the dzud, Otgon's pastures, Bayaraa's reindeer, Bat's newspaper. Nomin reads my first draft over my shoulder and corrects it with a red pen. By midnight the article is finished, and so am I.