Hello Spring, you have arrived, and much sooner than expected. On the morning walk throught the park this morning with Duncan, I saw the beautiful, brilliant sparkling waters of Silver Lake, now almost completely ice free. It's been awhile, and how I've missed the water. And, it's only March 28th. This is a highly unusual event and a most welcome happening. The stubborn lake ice usually holds on with all it's might until mid to late April, but I knew it would only be a few days until the cranky ice was gone. The open water went from a few inches from the shoreline at the beginning of last week to several feet by Friday, but there was still the big frozen ice layer looking all menacing and scary, black and greenish and dull. Spooky. Lake ice just before it finally breaks up is always scary looking. Yesterday morning, the lake was probably 33% ice free, amazing me with is quick dissapearance. Today under a blue sky and brillant sun there was a boat out on the newly open water, people fishing off the bow. Amazing.
The geese and ducks were happily paddling about to and fro. They are just beginning to nest out on the island. The geese lay on the nest for a month until the goslings break out of their shells. Can you imagine laying on anything for an entire month? Wow. What a loyal and steadfast parents they are. But then geese are in many ways very different from any other bird. I look foward to seeing the little goslings all covered in soft yellow down. Beautiful, they always are, and they grow so fast.
I saw several kinds of birds this morning, among so many the ones that stand out is the fat robin, the cunning blue jay, a cute little chickadee, and then just as we were about to leave, the red tailed hawk. Amazing. Wonderful. Wish I could be flying, soaring like that hawk does. It is an honor and a privilege to see birds of prey in my neighborhood, we are truly blessed.
And now on with the day, some rest and relaxation on the agenda. After a night of ghost hunting, I think we all need it. More to come on that after we review all the evidence. It was and adventure, as always. I think this new hobby will turn in to something very cool and exciting.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
The Supernatural.
Last night I went ghost hunting. I went with Jerry, Kacie, and friends of ours, Chad, Katie, Mae and George, and Bob the caretaker of the place. We were allowed to go into the bar that both Jerry and Mae used to work at. This bar has been closed for almost a year. Like the ghost hunters on TV, we had cameras, videocameras, and voice recorders.
I have always been sensitive to ghostly presences. My grandmother who came to America from Norway, could also see and feel ghostly presences. Her sister too. I guess it only makes sense that I inherited this sensitivity to the supernatural. Over the years I have had experiences, feeling unseen presences, and a time or two seeing a person in my mind during those times that I have felt an unseen presence. The first time I saw a ghost was years ago when I was dating Jerry and living in Bemidji. A couple we knew were living in the same house that Jerry's deceased grandparents had lived in. I felt the presence of a man and in my minds eye I saw a man with wire-rimmed glasses, and a balding head. Turns out that is what Jerry's grandfather looked like.
Fast forward a few years, after we were married and we were living in our first house, I was walking the pups at 5:00 as I used to do every day, and I saw a phantom runner, jogging down the street. I heard no sounds, there was no sound of feet on the pavement, nothing. I looked away for a moment and then back after I realized it was so quiet, and the runner had vanished. The pups were twitchy, acting a little odd, and I realized the jogger I had just seen wasn't a person, a live person anyways. That was the first time I saw the jogger, and definately not the last. I saw him a few more times over the years we lived in that house, same time of day, same time of year.
When Jerry and Mae worked at the bar we did our foray in to the world of ghost hunting, they experienced many paranormal things. Several years back, as I was upstairs listening to Kacie and her friends play in their garage band one afternoon, I felt something strange that had the hairs on my neck standing up, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a glimmer of a woman with long brown hair, she looked like she was from a different time. When I turned to look there was nothing, but I felt her presence pass by me/through me. It scared me to my toes. Especially, when Jerry told me others had seen this same female with long brown hair. SHIVER.
So, last night all of us took our equipment and all that we have learned from watching TAPS, and went hunting. We weren't dissapointed. I felt many presences in the upstairs, where I had felt and seen that woman before. I took many pictures in the dark, and what appears on those photos is, well amazing. Orbs. On almost every pictu
re I shot on the second floor there were orbs. Strong orbs. As Jerry and I were looking at one photo with two orbs, we saw her. A ghostly image of the woman I had seen years ago. If you look at this picture, you will see what we believe is an orb, and directly below in front of the window you will see the face of a woman looking our way. Go ahead, click on the picture and open it up. She is there. I could feel the presence right there, and I called Kacie over who also felt the same thing. It lasted maybe 30 seconds, and then we felt it leave us. I also felt this presence at the other end of the bar earlier, and shot this photo of a very strong 
orb, I believe it is the same entity. We looked at every possible explanation for this light, street lights, reflection, but none of that added up. As you can see, the orb is part of the way in front of the curtain, so, well, you can decide.
I have always been sensitive to ghostly presences. My grandmother who came to America from Norway, could also see and feel ghostly presences. Her sister too. I guess it only makes sense that I inherited this sensitivity to the supernatural. Over the years I have had experiences, feeling unseen presences, and a time or two seeing a person in my mind during those times that I have felt an unseen presence. The first time I saw a ghost was years ago when I was dating Jerry and living in Bemidji. A couple we knew were living in the same house that Jerry's deceased grandparents had lived in. I felt the presence of a man and in my minds eye I saw a man with wire-rimmed glasses, and a balding head. Turns out that is what Jerry's grandfather looked like.
Fast forward a few years, after we were married and we were living in our first house, I was walking the pups at 5:00 as I used to do every day, and I saw a phantom runner, jogging down the street. I heard no sounds, there was no sound of feet on the pavement, nothing. I looked away for a moment and then back after I realized it was so quiet, and the runner had vanished. The pups were twitchy, acting a little odd, and I realized the jogger I had just seen wasn't a person, a live person anyways. That was the first time I saw the jogger, and definately not the last. I saw him a few more times over the years we lived in that house, same time of day, same time of year.
When Jerry and Mae worked at the bar we did our foray in to the world of ghost hunting, they experienced many paranormal things. Several years back, as I was upstairs listening to Kacie and her friends play in their garage band one afternoon, I felt something strange that had the hairs on my neck standing up, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a glimmer of a woman with long brown hair, she looked like she was from a different time. When I turned to look there was nothing, but I felt her presence pass by me/through me. It scared me to my toes. Especially, when Jerry told me others had seen this same female with long brown hair. SHIVER.
So, last night all of us took our equipment and all that we have learned from watching TAPS, and went hunting. We weren't dissapointed. I felt many presences in the upstairs, where I had felt and seen that woman before. I took many pictures in the dark, and what appears on those photos is, well amazing. Orbs. On almost every pictu
re I shot on the second floor there were orbs. Strong orbs. As Jerry and I were looking at one photo with two orbs, we saw her. A ghostly image of the woman I had seen years ago. If you look at this picture, you will see what we believe is an orb, and directly below in front of the window you will see the face of a woman looking our way. Go ahead, click on the picture and open it up. She is there. I could feel the presence right there, and I called Kacie over who also felt the same thing. It lasted maybe 30 seconds, and then we felt it leave us. I also felt this presence at the other end of the bar earlier, and shot this photo of a very strong 
orb, I believe it is the same entity. We looked at every possible explanation for this light, street lights, reflection, but none of that added up. As you can see, the orb is part of the way in front of the curtain, so, well, you can decide.Kacie while downstairs in the basement sitting at the desk, felt something scratch her neck, and sure enough, there were marks. We also caught some things on audio, breathing and sounds we didn't hear when we were there. At one point when Mae, Katie, Kacie and I were in the basement, no lights, pitch black, we were doing evp work (electronic voice phenomenon). Mae felt and heard a breath on her ear. None of us were on that side of her. It was scary. In that basement, there's an entrance to the tunnels that run underground in Minneapolis.
It was close to this section where Mae felt this breath on her ear. I couldn't make myself go very far into that room where the tunnel entrance is blocked off. I felt dread coming from that area, and hopelessness, and something I can't put my finger on, but it did prevent me from venturing in more than a few feet. What's there? I don't know. Maybe someone at some time got lost in the maze of underground tunnels and perished? I don't really know, but definitely there was something there.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
50 degrees.....
What a gorgeous day here in the Northland. The temperature is 50.7 degrees above zero - hard to believe I know. It hasn't been this warm since November, almost four months! The winter has been very long, and the snow piles are still high in spite of the warm temperatures (40+ degrees) all week long. The sidewalks are bare now for the first time since the snows came in December. The birds are singing their hearts out. Every window in our house is open, letting in all that fresh wonderful air. The old stagnant air from all winter has left the house. The sun is out. Kacie is wearing SHORTS. Yes, shorts, I know we are crazy in Minnesota, but that is how warm it feels to us after this long winter. Funny isn't it how 50 degrees in September would have felt sooo cold, and in March it feels almost tropical. Crazy and wonderful. It's a good day :)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)