Coded green.
Pic of the day: A single flower. Everything around is autumn leaves or berries. Small updateThis will be more a diary than a journal. No deep thoughts, nothing of interest for strangers. The pain in my side has faded to nearly nothing now. I don't miss it in the least. We still don't know what it was, though. Judging from my trusty old belt, I am losing weight, but at a snail's pace. I don't think this is related to the previous paragraph, however. It is not the dramatic weight loss that you would expect from a serious disease. Rather I have been consciously aiming to reduce my "beer belly"; a reasonable goal since I don't drink beer... Anyway, it is not like I go hungry. I eat as much bread with jam as I want, and the same for yogurt. Other stuff I eat only when I really want it. This seems to work quite nicely, when I have time enough. The weather has turned milder again. The frost caught the trees still with their leaves on, many of them green. Now that the frost is leaving, there is this strange smell of sweet decay and sap and chlorophyll, as if you had crushed the leaves and left them on the ground to rot. I spend some time each day on the NaNoWriMo boards. I still think I will stick with the original story, but it is not so vivid anymore. Perhaps it will come back when I can start actually writing it. Or perhaps I will get fed up after a few days, like last year. Then I was fed up on November 10, according to my journal. Keep watching this space! Or at least keep watching space... |
Gray. |
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