The Best Trip EVER

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Ancient treasure map showing cursed isle with Skull Rock, Blackwood Forest, The Cursed Hoard marked by an X, and various warnings

Sometimes in April, for sure by late May I begin my trip to Halloween.

I write stories, I take pictures at cemeteries, I even try to bake some Halloween treats and I buy my dog his costume.

I begin to day dream about autumn and winter and I start reading ghost stories from the Victorian Era because the writers then new their stuff!

When I start my journey to Halloween, I’m never sure where I will end up- will my blog be chocked full of cool stories and pictures? Will I find new music to love  years a round, read  a new book that sends chills down my spine,  maybe even  take in a great movie along the way?

The thing of it is, I’m never sure.

Sometimes I get a trick and sometimes I get a treat, but it’s always  great trip Halloween  no matter what happens along the way.

Old abandoned roadside diner at night with broken windows and rusty cars

A Woman and Her Dog

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WP Prompt: What’s a moment that made you realize you were stronger than you thought?

During the height of my depression, after suffering through two deaths in my family and a devastating act of betrayal, I got a puppy.

Getting a puppy and while training and caring for it while I existed in the rubble of my former life may not look like a good idea in retrospect. But I not only took care of him, I took care of myself too.

Hamish Macbeth
2023
A.M. Moscoso

My puppy is going to be 12 years old In July.

Hamish is a happy go lucky dog. He loves to interact with people, he’s wonderful with other dogs no matter what size they are or their age.

He’s great with children and he still loves to learn new tricks.

When I look at Hamish now, I realize it took strength teach him to navigate a life that was complicated and a challenge.

I didn’t realize at the time I had that kind focus and determination.

12 years later, when Hamish hears the alarm go off in the morning he bounces out of bed, grabs me a toy and his joy is contagious.

We have a good life, Hamish and I.

It took a lot to get us here, but we did it.

It Makes Me Smile

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It is a simple thing and it brings me a lot of joy-

the sound of rain,

tapping against my window,

knocking at my door

waking me from a deep sleep in the middle of the night.

Nothing brings me more joy than the sound of rain, of thunder and lighting…unless of course the rain turns to snow.

Nocturne in Grey and Gold: Chelsea Snow James Abbott McNeill Whistler1876

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

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For RDP Monday: EUPEPTIC

When I was good, when I was funny, when I was sweet and kind and I radiated obedience and happy vibes through each and everyone of my sugar encrusted pores my Nan used to say:

” You are so sweet, I could just eat  you up.”

There were a few days when I was not so sweet – like the day I threw a rock at my brother and instead of hitting his head- which I was aiming for, I missed and my rock sailed through our neighbors picture window.

Safety glass was non-existent when I was a child so that window exploded. The jagged shards that clung to the frame looked like they were grinning at me.

Nan decided to scold me in the kitchen and she said not with sadness or anger but great disappointment that I was ‘rotten to the core’.

I was stood  in front of my Nan, posed, I hoped like a very sorry little girl. ” I’m sorry Nan. ” I said.

The kitchen was hot because she had been warming up the oven and there was and acre of chopped potatoes, carrots and onions on the counter.

” I am too. ” she turned to the oven and flipped the dials off.

She was angry.

She glared at me.

“Well. There goes dinner. ”