...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
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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.
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4 comments:
Holy crap, I need one to! That would be awesome to have.
I think I could be amazing at this instrument.
Very neat find.
OMG! Imagine playing this in a chair on the porch all dressed up on Halloween night.
I want one of those! Could you imagine just playing that at night. i would love to see the reaction from people!
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