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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), and several Kindle ebooks.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

What Walks the Night?

Last evening—Old Christmas eve, when spirits allegedy walk the earth —I snapped a several pictures with my Olympus 425 digital camera at dusk when ominous clouds darkened the sky. Later, when I downloaded them into the computer, I first had nothing but black. When I lightened them, though, a few pictures had something more than just dark.

The ones I took in a north and northwestern direction and directly overhead showed nothing. But the ones I took facing east and slightly southeast showed something around the pin oak. Here are the first, second, and fourth pictures I took:

The first two pictures were taken within a minute of each other.

Taken from my deck. The thing in the lower left is part of the pampas grass.

This picture was taken a couple of minutes after the others.

After 11 PM, when the night was black-dark but before the rain started, I took a two pictures with my Olympus Fe-425. One was dark, but on the other, you can barely make out the trunk of the pin oak with an orb to its left.


According to psychic Sylvia Browne, orbs are angels. (I'd like to think that angels watch over me.) Others say orbs are ghosts trapped on earth or bits of energy. Others say orbs are just dust.

So, did spirits walk the night? Or not?

Update on Cupcake, my old mare who had suffered a stroke or injury: Tonight, she nickered loudly when she saw me coming—the first time I've heard her nicker this loudly for a couple of months. Also tonight she willingly let me touch the left side of her face—the damaged side. She has regained most of her weight and she eats much faster. Thanks to all who sent prayers and healing energy her way.
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4 Comments:

Blogger CountryDew said...

Maybe you should invite some paranormal investigators out. I know some if you're interested.

4:02 PM  
Blogger Becky Mushko said...

Yoyu mean besides one of our fellow Pen Women? A couple of interested folk have walked my land. Plus, I live a mile from "Hainted Holler."

4:28 PM  
Blogger Debi Kelly Van Cleave said...

As soon as I saw the pictures, I thought ghosts. But I didn't know they said that about orbs.

So glad Cupcake is better. She must be an easy-keeper, gaining back her weight so fast!

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10:02 PM  
Blogger Roanoke RnR said...

Oh, we're definitely interested in investigating once the weather gets warmer.

Those particular orbs look like they're traveling...

I had never heard about Old Christmas Eve and ghosts...very interesting!

8:05 AM  

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