For Halloween I'm
Click here for a post about our infamous Old House Woods. At the bottom of this post is another link to yet another post, and who here is already tired of reading the words "post" and "link" only three sentences in to this ordeal? (CBW put your hand down.)
Click here for a post about a haunted plantation in Gloucester, right across from what is now Ware Academy. Lest anyone forget, the farmhouse which is now part of Ware Academy was my mother's home and my grandmother's store. It's important for me to repeat these factoids
Click here for a story about a ghost Chesapeake Bay Middle Sister and I saw one Christmas Eve. Really, we saw a ghost. Middle Sis will tell you the same thing. It was a ghost. For sure.
Click here for another Old House Woods post.
I love Halloween, but my children act as though they are "too old" to be bothered with it. I take umbrage with that. Perhaps they are too old to trick or treat, but you're never too old to dress up. Sadly, they lack my passion for Halloween.
Last night we reminisced about past Halloweens
This year, nobody is dressing up. Boo Humbug.
Regardless, Happy Halloween!