It continues to feel cold here. (Different angle than yesterday's picture). Note to self -- remember this location. It is the best location for photographing the local mountains. For you locals, it's the road between the highway and the cowboy bar. That should pinpoint it exactly.
I'm wearing a sweater and I'm still chilly, so I decided on soup for lunch. As my mother called it, Soup Du Jour, where you throw all your leftovers in a pot and hope it tastes OK. Five leftovers. I've tied my own record for creative leftover use.
This turned into a delicious vegetable rice soup. But you will notice Homer in the background giving me the EVIL EYE. Where's the PORK? he's thinking. Where's the BACON?
Even serving it in a cat mug did not placate him. Usually he's very curious about what I eat, but not today.