It might be yesterday or the day before by the time you see this, but none the less, I did take it, fair and square. No photoshopping involved.
See it?
There!
The ghost beside the slippy pole, some part of it’s dim and distant history, perhaps a clue to the origin of its slippiness. Standing right next to it, some kind of a blur on the landscape, an ethereal wibbliness invisible to the naked eye, but picked up by my mega camera.
And anyone who says it’s just a bit of bird poo or hair oil smathered on my window is wrong wrong WRONG!!
You see, if I say it loud enough it’s true…
4 comments:
I believe you! I'd look into the history of the old Willsbrook House - plenty of spectres to be traced.
But if it moves, and tries to get into the car beside you, you hang on to the camera and keep us posted! DQ
Eerie eh!
will keep the updates coming...
Hm. Weird. I'm reminded of a standing stone not far from here - by the road on a hill, close to the top of Coverdale. It is said to turn round 180 degrees at midnight every night. I've never got round to going up to check.
Now that would be worth seeing - you should definitely blog about that.
Liked your eating orange post by the way - looked beautiful - sometimes scenery is so uplifting.
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