Lye Stille

Today’s Waiting For Godot  Advent-ure calls to you to go out and become a Cemetery Explorer.

I’ve done that off and on over the years  and I’m thinking that I would like to take my exploration  more seriously. I am hoping that in the upcoming new year my trips will become more organized- not that spontaneous trips are bad- they’re a lot of fun. The down side is that the material and notes I’ve gathered are scattered around in draft on two different blogs and my photos are in three different storage sites.

Included here are some pictures from various cemeteries that I’ve visited- all except for one is out of the State and a couple aren’t cemetery pictures at all, but the residents were on tour so I figure they’d count

Please take your time in looking at the photos- as I went through them I realized there was much more going on then I realized when I took them.


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Evergreen Washelli Funeral Home and Cemetery


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Evergreen Washelli Funeral Home and Cemetery

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Saint Louis Cemtery #1

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Saint Louis Cemetery #1

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Pompeii Exhibit, Seattle Washington

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Sarcophagus For Prince Thutmose’s Cat. King Tut Exhibit Seattle Washington

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Bear Creek Cemetery

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Bear Creek Cemetery

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Cemetery Tour, Seattle WA

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Cemetery Tour, Seattle WA


To My Dearest Bones

Today I was asked at the Waiting For Godot Advent Calendar, ” What are the things you cannot let go of? What item, that you have a close attachment to, would you be prepared to offer to the muses in return for a cup of the elixir of creativity? What is something you just cannot relinquish?”

The first thing that popped into my head:

My bones.

I write from my bones, feel from my bones and when I’m gone they will outlive me for a very long time.

I love my bones. They make me the person I am. They support me in everything I do and they have served me well for my entire life.

So I wrote a poem about them.


I can’t live without you

be without you

my bones wrapped neatly under my skin.

I am nothing without  you

can’t dream without you

my bones held firm by muscle and skin

I’ll live forever

because of you

leave my mark in the earth

because of you

smiling into eternity dreamless  with you

my bones

gleaming like diamonds

cradled with love

held soft kept warm


muscle and skin

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

The Lost and Found


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Have you ever gone looking for the abandoned?

Sometimes the abandoned are people, sometimes they are buildings and sometimes they are a few words carved into stone.

Here’s what I’ve found-  or maybe they’ve found me.


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Photo: A.M Moscoso

Inspired by ” Poetic Faded Spaces “

While Waiting For Godot Advent Calander

Let’s Go!

I once read that to keep your brain healthy you should learn one new thing everyday-.

One simple thing was  to take a different route to someplace you go everyday- even if  it was just a walk to your mailbox or around your block or to work.

The thing is, when I did that I saw some neat things and ended up in some interesting places- that’s where all of these pictures came from and how I heard this great song performed by BB King.

Life is full of little adventures and this is a small example of the things I came across on those travels.



Photo P. Knapp

This is me finding something fun to do.

Don’t judge me.

Ha ha ha.

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No matter where I go, if a funeral home doesn’t pop up, a cemetery does. It’s kind of like having a loyal dog or a hungry cat following you around all of the time.

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Art is everywhere if take a minute to look around you.

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I bought this at a curio shop, I don’t know why. It was very old and falling apart but I  fell in love with it. It has character…

like this song which came on right after I got done watching a show on tv- the show ended and the tv flipped back onto the music channel and here it is.

Well, there’s one kind of favor I’ll ask of you
Well, there’s one kind of favor I’ll ask of you
There’s just one kind of favor I’ll ask of you
You can See That My Grave Is Kept Clean

And there’s two white horses following me
And there’s two white horses following me
I got two white horses following me
Waiting on my burying ground

Did you ever hear that coffin’ sound
Have you ever heard that coffin’ sound
Did you ever hear that coffin’ sound
Means another poor boy is under ground

Did you ever hear them church bells tone
Have you ever hear’d them church bells tone
Did you ever hear them church bells tone
Means another poor boy is dead and gone

Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold
And, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold
Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold
Now I believe what the bible told

There’s just one last favor I’ll ask of you
And there’s one last favor I’ll ask of you
There’s just one last favor I’ll ask of you
See that my grave is kept clean

Written by Furry Lewis • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

Photo A.M. Moscoso


Inspired By Waiting for Godot Advent-ure Calander Day#5

Become a micro-adventurer


Look What I Got In The Mail Today

I am not sure why anyone else thought these would make fun and amusing Christmas Greeting Cards- but I thought they were hilarious and I am truly sorry I didn’t create them myself:

Nothing says ” Wish You Were Here ” like sending a friend or loved one  a picture of a guy being killed by a bear.

They stuffed Santa into a giant snowball, stole his boots and are probably going to leave him to die of exposure.

Ho. Ho. Ho.

Somebody is flying to the top of the Naughty List with a rocket.

Here’s a card from a Goat that ate a kid’s head and then tried to hide his body in a giant shell.

I like Goats.

Especially this one.

Anita Marie, you maybe thinking,  is there a point to this weirdness today ?

As a matter of fact there is.

Today I am reminding myself that writing is an adventure- all the way from being inspired to choosing the music I’ll listen to when I’ll work and even what book I’ll read or movie I might watch when I’m done for the day.

Each of those steps is fun for me- and if I pay attention to what I’m doing at each step I might be lucky enough to see something new or end up in a new and exciting situation.

Yesterday I found these cards on line and had no idea what to do with them- so I played around a bit and ended up making myself laugh and I got a reminder that what I do isn’t just about stringing words together in an amusing and insightful way.

That’s not me, it will never be me, I probably wouldn’t be a writer if I thought that’s what I had to strive for when I tell my stories.

I will forever be the kid who shows up on the playground with something in her backpack and says when the Playground Monitors  (Recess Ladies, we used to call them) aren’t looking- ” Want to see something really weird?”

Inspired By:

While Waiting For Godot Advent-ure Calandar #4

Fantastical Stocking Filler Fun


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Over the year I took part in and will probably take part again in WordPress’s Weekly  Photo Challenge. For the most part I enjoyed going out and meeting the challenge even if I was only using my phone/camera.

Taking a picture with my phone turned out to be a challenge in itself- using my phone camera is a lot like using my old Kodaks that my parents used to give me for Christmas when I was a kid- remember these?

I got into a debate with a woman about this, she said that the Phone Cameras are just as good as high end cameras that Professional Photographers use and I just had nothing to say to that.

All of that silliness aside, I had fun going out and looking for those pictures- I’ll be the first to say my pictures did look pretty lame next to some of the entries that were taken by people who have real  talent for photography- and trust me the kind of camera I used wasn’t going to make any difference at all.

It didn’t matter though, To me going out and finding those pictures was like writing a story so it was fun, it was an adventure and it’s a great way to see the world around me in a different frame.

Photo A.M. MoscosoFrom My Trip to New Orleans- he walked into the frame and I got a great cemetery picture

Photo A.M. Moscoso- King Tut Exhibit arrives in Seattle WA

Besides, I remember this story about the great Bluesman Robert Johnson.  Johnson was in a diner and one of the staff was telling him he wanted to learn the guitar but all he had was this beat up old guitar and that there was no way he could learn on it.

Johnson asked to take a look at it, maybe he could fix it. So the guy brought it out and Johnson played a bit on it and the guitar and Johnson sounded fantastic.

” Sounds fine to me ” Johnson said.

So I keep that story in mind when I go about learning something and maybe the tools I have to work with aren’t top drawer and I have to make due with what I have- passion and creativity and talent will always find a way to bubble up if you let it.

It’s true for me and I’m sure it’s true for you too.

Here’s a link to the section I keep my Photo Challenge work in. Take a look, try it yourself and I hope my story about Robert Johnson inspires you to enjoy exploring your creativity and finding the means to do it.

My Weekly Photo Challenge Responses are HERE

Photos by A.M. Moscoso HERE

While Waiting For Godot Advent-ure #3

Keeping Young At Art

For The Record

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When I am out and about in the world or walking my dog or tossing back a snack and something inspires me, I’ll snap a picture of it or pull out my pen and my ever present scrap of paper and jot down a few lines or a word or two and write about it as soon as I can- and by that I mean right away.

That’s not to say there isn’t a world of material on line just waiting for one to go  Belzoni  and dig until you hit that great find that will inspire a poem or story or an article.

So here is a list of resources that I tap when I’m working on my writing:

Google Arts and Culture

Our Random  View


I’ve also made better use of my ‘category’ option here on my blog. It’s made it easier access my own material as well as posting links on my Facebook page. For example, I can direct readers to my Holiday Posts or Poems.

In the end though, it always comes back to the pen and paper for me, but playing on the internet is an adventure of sorts and I do love a good adventure now and then, don’t you?

Inspired by Day #2 Waiting For Godot 2017 Advent-ure Calendar

 ” Ambassador of Goodwill”

Picture This

Over the last few years I got ‘serious’ about my photography.

By that I mean  I paid more attention to – as my screenwriting instructor taught- Space, Light and Texture.  That actually applied to writing but it works for pictures too.

I even started to haunt Art Galleries and found discovered Franz Von Stuck and Hammershoi  and on a few occasions I even watched art students working on their craft.

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So what did I do with the results of my hard work?

Why, I stuck them on my Facebook page where they were buried under posts I didn’t write and pictures of talking cats and video of puppies learning to howl like Wolves and comics- I love the comics:

A few weeks ago I re-discovered Instagram.

The only rule I have there is, the pictures I post are actually pictures that I took.

They may not be perfect, they may not make a lot of sense but my Instagram pictures are snapshots of my real life .

So there are pictures of my dog, of places I visit and images of things that caught my eye.

When I started to take my writing seriously I learned that if you have to explain your stories you probably should go back and do a little editing because a story should be able to explain itself.

My Instagram pictures are the same- they tell their own story and they don’t need me to explain them in great detail.

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*Previous three photos taken on ” Ghostly Walks” in Victoria BC

Self Portrait A.M. Moscoso

I’d like my Instagram account to be a real photo album with real stories to tell- that is my goal. Let’s see how it goes, shall we?

Inspired by ” Preserving Memories

Waiting For Godot 2017 Advent-ure Calander