I’m having a bit of storytime on my blog at the moment. So, get your cookies and milk (or whatever you prefer) and sit a spell. Don’t worry, it won’t be a long spell, as I’d like to avoid cramps and boredom. Hehehe
Italo Calvino said: The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts. Let’s describe the ghosts that live in this house:
Image credit: “love Don’t live here anymore…” – © 2009 Robb North – made available under Attribution 2.0 Generic
Today, I’m imagining the little old couple that lived in this house. Grandpa worked in the field, and after Grandma died of a heart problem, he did the best he could to “get along” until he could see her again. When that day finally came, Grandma was waiting with a scowl and saying “what the heck did you do to my house?!”
What can we learn from this ditty?
Perhaps, sometimes, there’s no pleasing people.
Or, don’t wait for better..live your life now.
Or…maybe Grandma was just a hard-nosed bitch. ;D
Then again, maybe it’s a different house all together. One with Casper and his mean uncles roaming all over the surrounding land. At least, that’s what came to me when I first thought of “oozing ghosts”. Shall I continue, or perhaps go farther into my imagination? (I do have an overactive one sometimes…he he) How weird am I? Do I really want to know? Do you?