Happy Haunts!

Here in Nod, we woke up to a white Halloween.....

What a hoot.....

 NOT!!!!!!!!!

Anywho....Wishing you all the happiest of haunts!

Old Haunts.....

There are times when I just need to clear my head.

Over the years, I've tried many different ways of doing this....

And while all the "methods" have their charms, it seems that the one that does the "trick" the best is probably the one I've known the longest....

A trip to the cemetery.

The older and more remote, the better.

I like the feeling of being completely alone there....

Well, as "alone" as one can be there.

So, yesterday, I made a trip....

Down several old gravel roads....and then a few more.

The place is all but forgotten it seems, but the gates are always open...The earth has made sure of that.

The stones are so sparse and so scattered, at first, you may not notice them.

 

But they are there.

Some hidden....

Some forgotten:

  

The caretaker's tools becoming a very part of the earth....

But beautiful always...

And always welcoming....

The Nightmare Before Halloween

Before I even start this post, I want to most sincerely thank everyone who stopped by my last post and left such sweet comments.  It somehow felt like coming home.  I haven't yet made it around to everyone's blogs for visits....somehow that still feels a bit awkward....like walking into the middle of a conversation and not knowing what to say....

But I am trying.

Ok...On with this post.

Those who know me well, know that I adore Halloween...and I'm sure that you are expecting me to do my usual posts of Halloween decor, etc.

Well, Mr. Bone Jangles here is about the extent of my Halloween decorating this year.

And I am not certain how long he can even stay.

You see.....  As if my life weren't crazy and chaotic enough, we decided to undertake a HUGE remodel project....somewhat at the spur of the moment....

One day we were talking about replacing our kitchen countertops, and the next day I was looking at this:

 And soon, there were two gaping holes in either side of our house.

And true to crow luck, the monsoons struck.

With a vengeance.....

And the floods came.

And the carpenters didn't.  :o(

So, now we have not only an unfinished mess, but a flooded basement to deal with.

(Official Site Supervisor)

If I didn't know better, I'd be thinking Bones just might be on to something.

Lost Among The Sorrow....

I do not know how to do this.

It has been too long.

I vaguely remember the person who used to sit in front of this very screen and compose posts.

Now I have all but forgotten how this application even works.

I apologize.

For what, I'm not entirely sure....perhaps for nothing....perhaps for everything.

Falling off the face of the earth, abandoning not only my blog, but yours, and leaving people I truly care about wondering what happened and why.

One of you said I got "lost among the sorrow."

I thought about that for a long time....perhaps she is right.

Or perhaps I was hiding from the sorrow.  Whatever the case, it has been a long year.

There has been too much....too much sorrow, too much turmoil, and simply "too much" to summarize in a single blog post.  And, besides, by revisiting it all would only be to breathe life back into a past that's best left in the past.

There has also been "too much" to be thankful for....

Too many blessings to count and encapsulate in type.

So, I am trying to just go on from here.

I am making no promises....other than to not get lost amongst the sorrow again any time soon.