Showing posts with label ghosts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ghosts. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Ghost in the Vineyard

Night in the harvest vineyard

So Big Ag and his crew are waist-deep in harvest right now, and a strange little issue has come up. What is it, you ask? Three of his vineyard workers have reported there is a ghost in the vineyard known as Five Hills, where harvesting is now taking place. 

A ghostly man, dressed in white from hat to shoes, has been seen leaning up against the fence posts which stand at the end of each row of vines, standing and silently watching the harvest until he vanishes.

We know it's not a real human, as access to the vineyard is extremely limited, especially in this area which is literally miles away from the nearest road. And these workers are not of the ilk that would spoof and play games with each other. They're much too serious about their night's work and heading home to their comfortable beds on time at this point.

But it certainly fits with all the ghostly goings-on this time of year. Spooky! 

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Google Doodle




Today's Google Doodle is pretty cute, honoring the first day of spring (which I understand feels NOTHING like spring for many of you across the US, unfortunately).

However, it does beg the question ... why does a ghost want to plant a garden?  I always assumed disembodied souls did not need physical nourishment to survive.

This goes along with my general confusion regarding "ghost theory" where the spirit of the departed comes back to haunt places.  I've always thought the idea of souls returning to ships, hospitals, battlefields, and office buildings to be quite funny, as if the Afterlife  is so uninteresting and dull we find ourselves getting up and returning to work after we're dead, just as we did in life. Could it be that haunting our old Xerox machine or the 4th Floor Ladies Room is a preferable option to moving into the rest of the Great Beyond?  

At least this little ghost is enjoying some time outdoors, in nature's beauty.  That's the kind of ghost I'd be, if I were going to be one.