2-1-17

Any day can be the day that the big thing happens. Once, a man in a parachute landed on Bodil’s path while she was sweeping up. On that same day, she lost her mother. Another day, in another year, Bodil’s house exploded while she was out picking a cucumber. Today, Bodil went for a ski and saw the tracks of a fox that had slid down the hill on his belly. She didn’t see the fox himself, so today is not a day of big things. She prefers this kind of day.