In a scenario where heat waves are common and frequent, it is necessary to prepare more than ever and prevent the adverse effects of heat:

In the mid-twentieth century, when she was already in her fifties, the writer May Sarton bought a ramshackle 18th-century cottage in the town of Nelson, New Hampshire. This decision, as unusual and courageous as it was, and all the experiences that followed, are the literary material she used to write Desire for roots, a book that now reaches us in Catalan, thanks to the translation by Núria Parés published by Amsterdam.

When I had to choose a title for these cons that I have been writing for the ARA newspaper for years, I took the title of my favorite novel by one of my favorite authors: The city and the house, by Natalia Ginzburg. I took the liberty of using it by reversing the order of the concepts: The house and the city. In this way, the title was more in line with the characteristics of my writing: to write –whether fiction or non-fiction– I am more interested in the private sphere (the house), everything that has to do with lived experiences, personal ties, emotions. Then I am interested in the collective sphere (the city), everything that has to do with shared struggles, politics, social customs.

"This has not been a holiday", Eva, mother of an almost two-year-old girl, told a friend the other day. "Waking up at 7 a.m. or earlier, playing, preparing breakfast, going out with the child, preparing lunch, going out again with the child and finally preparing dinner. That's what I've done every day", she sums up over the phone. The feeling she has after 15 days on holidays is that she hasn't stopped working for a second and that no one has helped her. Her partner had to work from home, and she has had to take on all the tasks of parenting, logistics and organization of the apartment they had rented on her own. "I'm much more tired than when I left", she sums up.