Yesterday ended the week and I did something I never do ... I sat and watched a movie. Okay, I lie. I do this more often than I admit on weekends, but last night we watched Planet 54 or something. It was so dumb, such a waste of time, and yet I watched the whole thing.
For some reason, it reminded me of being in Denmark and Ulla's chicken coop. In the morning, and all night actually, you'd hear those chickens clucking. I was thinking of her last night, and holding my memories of her Danish spirit close to my heart.
And I'm remembering Preben's chicken story, too. Funny how a movie about green aliens reminded me of chickens and Denmark. Go figure. Our brains work in mysterious ways.