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I wake to sleep and take my waking slow . Theodore Roethke's first line of "The Waking" took a whole different meaning for me this month. January has been a very weird one for me. I have been lethargic and lukewarm regarding pretty much everything outside my lab. Maybe because my experiments are finally working and I didn't want to jinx it by doing anything else. Maybe it's the dreary and gray weather. The clouds have barely left the sky this month. No sun peeking through clouds, no bright white clouds beneath blue skies. No. Just a depressing grayness that hangs heavily from the sky. A wintry frosty cold that lingers all day and the dull bleak evening. How can you see sun set when you never saw it rise? I slept, I woke up, I went to lab and the process repeats itself the next day. Even the poor ducks in frozen water along the Eel pond aren't too pleased.

Let me warn you right now, this here is me showing you too many pictures of and gushing about Nigerian Houses. Yeah, I know, of all things to gush about. By the way, if I ever retire and choose to go back to Nigeria, I hope to reside in one of these lovely buildings in Magodo. I have been out of Nigeria for so long that one of the things that caught my interest when I went back were the houses, especially Magodo Estate, a prestigious estate in Lagos state, Nigeria. Aren't these just lovely houses? I tell you, Nigerians don't build houses, they build mini mansions (when they can afford it). As long as you have the money to buy a plot of land (or a few acres), you are at liberty to build on it as you want. In the shape, size, and color that you want.  An Art Shop in Magodo In Nigeria, for the most part, people typically buy lands, rather than houses, and so, when thy build houses, it tends to reflect the taste of the owner. So no two houses ...