The Guardian of the Flipflops

Here's the guy who hides under the stairs and guards The Fuzz's flipflops at night.

A Tree Thing

It seems there are people who think that trees are inhabited by spirits and things like that. What would they think about this one.
This could really be something, if one were to stagger past on a dark night.
Maybe the thing is inhabited, I don't know, but things were pretty quiet when I passed by. But I would hate to run up on something like this while camping in the woods on a dark night.


Fuzz 's been trying to post this for a couple days now, but things kept coming up (maybe there is some kinda hex thing). Looks like he might make it this time.

Ghost Dog

Last week, as I've already related, we were in the mountains. There are a lot of strange things up there out in the woods. While we were at the swimming hole, The Fuzz caught a glimpse of this spooky creature. This is an actual, unretouched photo of what could only be a Ghost Dog. One might wonder, what such a creature would be doing out and about in broad daylight. The Fuzz wonders too. It does seem to be trying to stay hidden in the bushes.
It is probably a good thing it was not night time. Note those spooky eyes. How would it be to have them staring at you out of the darkness ?
We left before dark and made it safely home.

Railroading Stuff

Across the road there is a hayfield. Across the hayfield there is a railroad. This is not like an Amtrak Main Line or anything, it is what is left of what was once the Southern RR. It used to pass though town and head for points west, but now this is the last stop. The rest was abandoned with the tracks pulled up and all. So now there are not a lot of trains. They still pass now and then, usually slowly with a lot of noise. Trains do have a certain fascination about them. Especially at night there is something almost spooky about them.
I remember, when I was younger, camping out at an old abandoned farm that overlooked a trestle. In the middle of the night you could hear the train coming and watch it crossing in the distance. It almost looked like a toy out there with it's headlight and all. Kind of lonesome and spooky. This is a trestle near here. At night you can hear the train crossing. It slows down to almost nothing, and eases carefully across. The thing looks kinda rickety, and I guess the crew thinks so too. I used to listen for the crash, but so far they've always made it. I guess I'm just paranoid or something.