Ghost Daughter decided to be an Angel Bunny for Halloween this year. A tribute to her recently deceased and forever beloved pet who left us in March. What an interesting kid...
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.
With the project complete, check out some new adventures:
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
My birthday present from my sister arrived exactly one week early. I haven't opened it yet, but already I feel extra special. My favorite part is my sister's beautiful artwork and the heartwarming message that truly makes me feel as though the day I was born is something important. I love you, big sis!
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
It's Red Ribbon week at Ghost Daughter's school, and today is "Boot out Drugs" day. Since Ghost Daughter doesn't have any boots of her own right now, we tried a pair of mine. EGADS! The girl can now wear Mama's boots! Ghost Hunk is a little freaked out by the fact that my boots have a little bit of a heel on them. They're just cowboy boots, Daddy!
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
This is no masterpiece or anything, but the interesting thing about this photo is the color. It is literally the color of blood. My blood. How à propos for this time of year. I covered the flash with my finger, so the red is actually the light filtered through my own flesh...and blood. Kinda creepy!
Monday, October 24, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
|Freaky Dead Children at Peace|
Ever since Ghost Son and I went on that first ghost tour in Wilmington, NC, whenever I see one of these signs I think "freaky dead children." It was a joke that our guide shared with us. As I approached Peace Hall on campus today, I noticed this one and could not resist. Ghost Son, this one's for you...
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
DANTE'S RED RUBBER ELEPHANT
Anyone with kids is probably familiar with Rosemary Wells' wonderful MAX books. Our dear Danté (the uber-dog) had a problem with the average squeak toy—it was history in about 10 minutes. Nothing but shreds of latex and a lonely naked squeaker. So we finally found this awesome alternative at Petsmart a couple of years ago, and it is still going strong. It's his favorite toy. Just like Max's red rubber elephant, it can end up anywhere. Tonight, he was hiding between the couch and the little end table. What would we do without Danté's red rubber elephant?
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Dorky self-portrait. I arrived at my first Southern SCBWI conference rather late, so I have nothing nifty to photograph today. I met Elizabeth Dulemba already, as awesome in person as I expected! And I've met a few fabulous people from Alabama, Louisiana, and Georgia. Tomorrow...inspiration!
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
This little graveyard is on the way to Hawkinsville, which was an ill-fated trip today. I've passed this every time I've headed east towards Savannah and always vowed to stop. On a rainy day of disappointment, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for a quick visit. We were headed to a very important doctor's appointment (not life-threatening or anything, but important) only to find out when we got there that the office was closed and our appointment cancelled. Apparently when they called to inform us yesterday, they dialed the wrong number. Someone had written a "2" instead of "7." Ugh!!!
Monday, October 10, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
...meanwhile... Around the block, the ritzy Sanctuary gated community is well under way, if you can call a paved street and fire hydrants "under way." We, the rabble, have been officially locked out of the as-yet-vacant project. Good luck with that...
Hard Times. Just down on the next block, we see a beautiful little brick house that has sat lonely and neglected for months. When I finally explored the situation more closely, I saw that it has been abandoned. As far as we can tell, anyway...
Friday, October 7, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
One corner of my writing desk dressed with a few favorites. My beloved horse and Ghost Son as a 2-year-old! Of course there is Tigger. And hanging from the lamp, a very special heart pouch filled with precious stones. It was made by my third-grade Waldorf students especially for me when I had to leave my post early. They made me an extraordinary certificate as well. Very dear, indeed. I never forget them.