I love this tree. I have seen it for years and I think it’s so striking. It looks like a painting or something. Is it wrong to love a tree? If it is, I don’t want to be right.
If you’ve seen this Hershey’s commercial and cried like me, you might also want to give a listen to the whole song. It’s a collaboration between Steve Winwood & his daughter Lilly and it’s just beautiful.
I saw this pin on Pinterest, and when I saw shredded tissue paper in the gift wrap section at the dollar store, I thought I’d try it. I used 2 packages, I could use one or two more in the box to really please the bunnies. Buying the shredded tissue paper is a great time saver! He doesn’t eat the tissue but I think I’d just get all white tissue paper if I had thought of it, just to be safe. Brian loves it.
I went for a walk in the woods yesterday.
“A documentary-style tv programme made by NBC where Margaret Rutherford and her husband Stringer Davis visit three so-called haunted mansions.”
The locations featured are:
Basing House, Hampshire, England, UK
Longleat House, Wiltshire, England, UK
Old Wardour Castle, Salisbury, Wiltshire, England, UK
On Hollywood Ghost Stories, Frank De Felitta tells of real hauntings that threatened to sabotage this project.
My story starts at 43:45
“A child finds comfort from the spirit of a little girl, but could she be the link to a secret her parents have been keeping?”
I love the summary they came up with for it. I also found a lot of comfort in Jenny’s words, and it really made me think about other experiences I have had in my life and how it could be related to this.
This is a really fun podcast that I would suggest you check out. They have 4 free episodes a week, and they have a membership option that costs $5 a month, and you get another weekly episode plus videos in the archive. They have a really cool documentary on a haunted airport.
Since I sent in my story, my older sister told me that my dad was home at the time the fire happened. I’d always believed that he had just gone to work.
Unfortunately there are no photos of my sisters. The photos I have of my brothers are from their permanent records at school.
And for comparison, here’s one of me from around that age, we all looked so much alike!
I went to visit the ducks today. On the way I saw this pipecleaner with legs. After I finished screaming I moved him over to grass so he wouldn’t get stepped on. What is that thing anyway??
Remember these notebooks? We called them scribblers. They haven’t changed much. I’m way out of high school, and I still have nightmares about losing or forgetting my schedule and my locker combination.