Went for a walk last night. I grabbed the camera as I knew exactly what I wanted to do… though I didn’t let on to my spouse. I steered us to the local Revolutionary War graveyard next to an old church. It’s an “open concept” cemetery. People have carved a path through the center to head from one street to another. There are not gates to keep interlopers like me out.
I endured my husband’s grumbling as I wandered amongst the headstones, the camera flashing out into the darkness. I was drawn near the old cannon to the side of the church. It felt like someone was watching me… asking me what the heck I was doing messing around at that hour. No physical being was there. The only conscientious objector was Robert hootin’ and roarin’ from the road for me to get out of there before I annoyed the rest of the planet.
We trooped home. I looked at my findings and noticed some brilliant orbs on the side of the church where I could sense someone. I’ll drag these into Photoshop for a better look… If anything looks good, I’ll post it.
Paranormal? Maybe.
Nothing like a little graveyard entertainment – much better than TV.
Tj
