There is a sweet smell all through the house.

Can it be? That first sure sign of winter coming?

Yes. My mother is cooking up a huge pot of soup. For all my conflicting feelings about my mother there is one sure thing. I love her soup. For the next week I will be eating soup for dinner. And even when I have gotten sick of it and I'm desperate for any solid food I can get, I will still eat soup for dinner and I will love it.

There is nothing heavenlier than momma's soup.

Other than that it has been a fairly quiet day. Ran into Knud Erik at work. He told me they're working on getting a computer for me downstairs. Downstairs is where the montage and their offices are. So I guess that means I won't be going upstairs to the computer room anymore. That's probably good. Since I have nothing at all to do there. Not that I know what I'll be doing with the computer downstairs. But I think it will be a good thing. I have to remember to ask him if he has found any libraries where I might work. And what my possibilities for christmas vacation are. Little change would be good, lot of change would be great.

Went for a walk in the evening. Summer is long gone. It gets dark early now. And it's cold. I wanted to try and take some pictures in the night. Unfortunately the wind was so strong that it was hard to keep the camera still. Yes, that's my excuse. But then instead I experimented a little with colour shaking.

And I love the colour of the night sky.

So that was possibly a waste of time. I wish it would snow soon. I want to take snow pics. That's where I belong. And now I'm going to bed because that's where we all belong. In my bed. Orgy style.

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