Weekly Photo Challenge: Treat
I hope he haunts me forever.
I hope he haunts me forever.
Nighttime at the barn is when the edges between now and then blur. Sometimes in the gloaming, there is movement in the shadows. Amid the chewing and breathing, there is just a flicker of something else. Don’t look directly, use peripheral vision. Un-define your gaze; almost look away and you might see them. The Ghost … Read more