Sunday, February 25, 2007

Strange things

This morning as I was getting ready to go to see mom and dad I heard an owl. Now my dad's mother always believed that they foretold death. I've never felt that way about owls. Though this morning I heard it only one time and I thought one week. I hope I'm wrong with that thought. I mean it could be a month or a year. However a week was what came to mind, very clearly. I guess it could be something else.