Welcome to project 365. This writer of ghost stories, mother of two, and wife to the Professor, aka "Ghost Hunk" (for 18 years), finds inspiration everyday, even if she sometimes forgets. So for the next year, I will document these little epiphanies, whether it's a bug on the windshield or some brilliant, breathless moment in this crazy life or something in between.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Day 145


Yeah, it's that kind of night.  Ghost Daughter has a cold and a rocking chair on the porch is just right.  Now if were only on OUR porch...

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