Sunday 15 November 1998

Pic of the day: My brother Torfinn. He and his wife and their two kids were, surprisingly, visiting this part of the country. I'm sad to say that their youngest son was rather sick, with fever and some vomiting. I hope it all goes well with the little one. He wasn't much company this evening, that's for sure.
I slept long this morning, caught up on e-mail and newsgroups, washed the floor (there were parts with visible dust, can't be healthy). The place is still in a state of chaos, but a few things have been rearranged, tipping a hat to order. Not that a casual visitor would notice. Went for a walk and got some pictures from the prelude to winter. And the whole evening was spent with my brother's family and some in-laws of his. Nice enough people.
I'm not feeling completely well myself, but I hope it's not too big. I feel thankful to be home alive. The roads are not at their best: A small amount of snow has fallen, and many places it has melted on the roads and then refrozen into a thin layer of ice. I was surprised when I was out walking to find that it was hard even to walk securely. It did not look as bad as it felt.
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