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October Country
...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain...
-Ray Bradbury
-Ray Bradbury
ABOUT
Halloween, poetry, photography, ambient music, my Halloween creations...and anything else I feel like.
Blog Archive
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2014
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October
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- Happy Halloween
- Something Is There
- First of the Season
- You Bought The Ticket So Stop Complaining
- That Dude's F*cked
- Nine More Days Til Halloween
- Evening Stroll
- The Sound of Hauntedness
- Have You Seen the Ghost of John?
- It's the Simple Things
- Latest Poem
- Sunny Jack
- Spook
- Night Light
- Johnny Appleseed
- Strange Landscape
- In The Forest
- Welcome To Your Nightmare
- I'd Have to Go In
- Come In
- Clever Jack
- She's Witch, She's Witch, She's Witch
- Hello, October
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About Me
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- Born with Halloween & horror in the blood. Photographer. Writer. Maker of many things. Connoisseur of horror films, with over 25 years of viewing & education. ~All photos, writings, and artistic works done by yours truly across all my blogs are copyrighted to me. **It must be noted, I am former collaborator and wife of the Halloween artist Pumpkinrot. Collaborator: 2008 thru 2018, Wife: 2008 thru 2020.
CONTACT
fallingblackbirds at gmail dot com
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3 comments:
Awesome.
know the feeling. But everyone will enjoy them and will make their night, so not wasted creative energy. Me, they end up in the oven the next day and pumpkin soup very soon after.
Finally, he hired a professional! ;D
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