dia de los cabeza muertos

All of a sudden, I’m playing violin and loving it. I’ve been playing open strings and just practicing bowing for quite a while, and I thought I’d only ever use it just occasionally and for very small parts.

The last couple days seem to be a mini breakthrough.

All (Old) Souls Day

My Great Great Grandfather and Great Great Grandmother in London – St. Giles, Cripplegate

All Saints or All Souls Day is technically November 2, but I celebrate it every time I open up Ancestry and I look at my family tree. I have traced both my mother and father’s trees back to 1500, which is when church records were kept. State Archive records kick in about 1700. Because I love history, I guess I could be considered an Old Soul.

The best thing is seeing old photographs, and seeing relatives who look like yourself or another loved one.

I like how Halloween is the “gateway” to the final two months of the year and the Holiday Season. I see September through Thanksgiving as one big Harvest Festival, which is my absolute favorite time of year.

Raise a glass to all souls, those living and those dearly departed.

Something Wonderful

Nothing is perfect
Nor is anyone
Anyone who says different
Is someone to shun

Snake oil sales
Are through the roof
Will fix what ails you
And they have proof

You and I know
It's a load of bull
Take it as humor
Something wonderful

Even grey days
Make the air feel cool
Then sun breaks though
Something wonderful

How a single leaf
Is beyond belief
Nature shares with you
Something wonderful

Autumn Harvest Thanks

Just a seedling
This one has attitude
Dropped here by the wind
Soon it took up root

Fall Harvest
Is everywhere
Just look around
Don't be scared

It may be Halloween
That will give you a fright
I like to see it more
As the Crescent Moon so bright

Fall Harvest
Is everywhere
Just look around
Don't be scared

Give thanks every day
I think there is a God
But I'm not religious
You might find this odd

Fall Harvest
Is everywhere
Just look around
Don't be scared

Happy Halloween ๐ŸŽƒ

It's time for Trick or Treat
Beginning of the season
That makes the year complete

Celebrate the harvest
Of all good things

All Souls Day
Time to remember
Those who've gone away


Glass Insulator
Food for Thought

Only Sent
To the Dead
Forelorn Messages
Never Were Read

The Curious Demise of Bob Ghoul

Bob Ghoul
Had a young wife
Used Strychnine
To try to take her life

In his haste
His own cup he laced
He caught it too late
His own life he did take

Tis advice for you
Karma is the rule
Do unto others
Or end up a ghoul

The Hidden Staircase

There is a hidden staircase
In the house up on the hill
Its behind a pocket door
Haunted by a girl named Lil

Very few have gone beyond
The door that quickly slides
Very few have seen Lil's face
And how she flits and glides

Those who have
Have never returned
Returned to tell their tale
They climbed the stairs
And turned to dust
When Lil began to wail

The Haunted Piano

Comfort or terror
She follows me round
I see her young face
Her voices soft sound

All the bad things
Now that I've hid
I shouldn't have done
To her what I did

From the piano
The 88 keys
Her soft gentle voice:
"Bring me back, please" ...

The Haunted Violin

No matter what I play
There she is
My sweet Lenore
Now in my Violin

As I bow the strings
I hear her gentle Voice
"Bring me back"
She softly sings

Am I dreaming?
Is this real?
I really don't know
How I should feel ...