Saturday 21 July 2007

Pic of the day: Yet another new house in the neighborhood. This is on the other side of the railroad though.

Fast forward

Because I have no idea what happened today, if anything. And we can't have gray entries every day, now can we? Who would take the time to read all those? Not to mention, who would take the time to WRITE them? The journal is still 3 weeks behind my life, not that my life is much to write home about. It is a very quiet life, and thank the Light for that.

This month has, in marked contrast to June, been the wettest and coldest for a long time if not ever in modern times, here on the South Coast of Norway. People are whining, since this is Norway's vacation paradise and usually comparable to the Riviera, with scantily clad humans roasting on the beaches and stone slabs by the sea. But this is my kind of weather. If it does not rain too badly, I can take long walks without overheating. On the bus I can read without getting migraine. (Reading in direct sunshine is the only thing I know that cause migraine for me. After I discovered this for sure, I haven't had one attack.)

Again, this weather is not going to last forever. So let me enjoy it while I can.