Showing posts with label haunted house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haunted house. Show all posts

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

For The Dining Room

Pretty sure this needs to go over the table in our haunted house. Found at Bountiful Acres.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Something Is There






















From Spooky Rhymes and Riddles (Lilian Moore, 1972)

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Friday, October 17, 2014

The Sound of Hauntedness

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hFyv6t3OS3c
















Click picture for a demonstration of a Waterphone...one of the spookiest instruments ever made.

I need it.

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Sunday, October 5, 2014

I'd Have to Go In

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=je1amtXOKF4





















Photographer unknown.
Song by Hans Zimmer (click picture)

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Thursday, October 2, 2014

Come In






















Loving this Halloween stamp. So many perfect little details.

Found on ebay (and no longer available).

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Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Ghost in the Attic






















I wish I had kept this beauty. No idea where it went to or when we parted ways. I remember being fascinated by the windows with the boards over them. I'm such a sucker for that in haunted houses...

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Sunday, December 1, 2013

We Have Always Lived In This Castle

















We moved together very slowly toward the house, trying to understand its ugliness and ruin and shame.


Shirley Jackson
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Photographer shellygrrl

Friday, November 22, 2013

The Wrong House

The Wrong House

I went into a house, and it wasn't a house,
It has big steps and a great big hall;
But it hasn't got a garden,
A garden,
A garden,
It isn't like a house at all.

I went into a house, and it wasn't a house,
It has a big garden and great high wall;
But it hasn't got a may-tree,
A may-tree,
A may-tree,
It isn't like a house at all.

I went into a house, and it wasn't a house -
Slow white petals from the may-tree fall;
But it hasn't got a blackbird,
A blackbird,
A blackbird,
It isn't like a house at all.

I went into a house, and I thought it was a house,
I could hear from the may-tree the blackbird call…
But nobody listened to it,
Nobody
Liked it,
Nobody wanted it at all.


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Photo by me
Poem by A. A. Milne


Friday, November 15, 2013