Monday, October 27, 2008


We each have a story.
We each have a tale.

We tell our story until we are finished telling it.
Others may tell our story to their children and grandchildren.

Sometimes it is best to tell our story
in the light of the day.

Sometimes the night is the best when the owls are awake.

We all have a story.
We all have a tale.
Tell me your story.


marmee said...

cool idea i will have to think about this one a while.

Lisa at Greenbow said...

My Grandmother lived in a house near the church in a small town. Between her house and the church was the cemetary. We had to walk from the town center home during summer through the cemetary. My uncle would hide behind the tombstones, jump out and scare the dickens out of me. I ran through there as fast as my little legs would take me. ha... fun memory. Scary too.

Grammy said...

LoL That looks like hubby when he gets made. HA HA I can't stop laughing.

Wendy said...

Oooooo - where to begin? It was a dark and stormy night.....witches were flying about on their broomsticks. Mother Moon was watching them, hoping that nobody would smack into her. Don't Halloween one of the littlest witches really did!

You see, she had just learned to fly that week. So still had a lot of practicing to do. The moon that night was just a slice - just a faint crescent in the sky. Poor Littlest Witch was looking down, trying to see if she could find any real black cats. There were plenty of children dressed as black cats, but the real ones were hiding.
So, eyes turned towards the Earth, she wasn't looking and......Smack! Right into Mother Moon's pointy tip. Ouch!

That was last Halloween. And wouldn't you know, this Halloween it was raining. Mother Moon slipped in and out of the clouds, or rather, the clouds floated over her face.....then her back....she suspected they were playing tricks on her.
How was she going to light the way for all the little children trick-or-treating for Halloween if those silly clouds kept covering her light?
Hmmmmmm. somebody want to finish this story??

Loved your owl all lit up!

Unknown said...

My story? There are too many to tell. But you are right: we do all have our story. If you're around someone long enough you hear then tell it over and over in various ways (sometimes the same way), and in how they live. My story is a quest to transcend my story and find new ones.

Saucy said...

We absolutely think our house is a little haunted! The door, locked, opens up every single night in the fall and winter. We've had the latch fixed... but...

Mary said...

Sherry, I can't get passed that first silly green man... lOL!

Roses and Lilacs said...

Perfect book to read on Halloween night.

ICQB said...

When I was little we would sometimes visit my grandparents in a little town in northern New Mexico.

They had a small house and I would always sleep on the couch in the front room.

Directly across the street was a borded-up house that my grandparents told me no one would buy because there had been a murder in it.

I always had a hard time falling asleep on that couch. It faced a picture window that looked across the way, perfectly framing that spooky, borded-up house.

Happy Halloween Week!

Cheryl said...

Dear Sherry.......a fun idea......

BUT you might be interested to know that this old house I live in is said to have a ghost.......many people that come here say that they can feel her presence......I am not sure but the house certainly has a feel to it, something you can't quite put your finger on.........I should hasten to add the ghost is friendly.......

Deb said...

Halloween ... the perfect excuse for "story telling" :-)
Wonderful Halloween decorations!

Q said...

Dear Marmee,
We tell our stories in our journals every time we post!
I am enjoying reading your story.

Q said...

Dear Lisa,
A very fun Hallloween story.
Thank you.
I bet your little legs did fly!

Q said...

Dear Grammy,
My front walk is lined with heads for Halloween. I put candles in the heads and they are spooky!
Your husband would be a fun Halloween spook.

Q said...

Dear Wendy,
Fun beginnings.
Dear Littlest Witch,
No worries. All will be just fine.
Sit a spell and have a hot coco.
You can help Mother Moon out.
Sweep the clouds into this pot.
We will empty the pot in the morning while the children are sleeping. All Saints Day is a day of rest anyway.
Thank you Wendy.

Q said...

Dear Robert,
Ah yes, transending our story! A wonderful quest.
Sometimes we can start a new chapter.
I love listening to people tell their stories.

Nice to meet you.

Q said...

Dear Saucy,
A ghost coming for supper sometimes makes for fun entertainment. They can be messy so watch out.

Q said...

Dear Mary,
He looks very spooky at night with his candle!
The Greenman is all part of Celtic Hallloween!
Jack-o-lanterns are fun too.

Q said...

Dear Marnie,
I was hoping people would check out the different haunted stories of their area. We have lots of haunted houses in our area. I lived in one for a few months back in the 1970's.
Very spooky stuff.

Q said...

Dear ICQB,
Very scary memories....
I can just see the house, the window and the couch with a little girl all snuggled and scared!

Q said...

Dear Cheryl,
I would think your ghost is so very happy you are caring for the birds and bugs and creatures that call your area home. I bet she saw the distruction of the land and now so pleased to see the restoration you have done. While she dances once more in the October moonlight please say "Hello" for me.
No tricks; all treats,

Q said...

Dear Deb,
I tell my stories to the wind and and the bees. I tell my stories to the birds and the butterflies.
It is fun to tell stories.