Saturday, September 21, 2013

Because I Am An Adult...

...I will not slink over to the abandoned trailer to the right of us and do some strange version of redneck UrbEx and have to run back here, screaming like a troop of violated Girl Scouts and flinging salt everywhere and waking the poor Husband. I will not go Disturbing Things.

I have to be up early to teach and have a full day ahead of me which does not involve poor Husband making up some explanation about how I broke my leg so that Barn Owner does not ask me why in the hell I was skulking around abandoned trailers at midnight. Which is why I'm going to go peer in the windows during the day like a normal person.

What's the big deal, you ask? There is Something there, and I just have to see what. It's big and not tame at all; there's something wild, back there. I've got to at least peek and see if I can't see what it is.

But if I never get the chance because one day it unfolds a pair of chicken feet and just walks off, I won't be surprised.


  1. ((Laughing)) You *could* always just set a cleansed mirror out to catch a reflection of whatever it is, then set it in a tidy circle of salt inside the privacy of your own privacy to take a peep at later.

  2. Or bring it over here, and we'll *all* take a look at it!

  3. I could do that. Or I could wander over during the day after thunderstorms, peek around, and say, "Huh. Less leaking from the roof here". I am nothing if not pragmatic, lol.

    I think what I'm seeing/feeling is just the Land reclaiming something. There was nothing menacing over there at all. Just something lonely and somewhat confused. But maybe it bears a peep in a mirror after all. I may have something for show and tell in October (grins).