It’s a Spooky Time of Year


It’s the time of year for wearing all black, wandering around, among the fallen leaves and overcast skies, being spooky.


This was Halloween a year ago. I worked all September and October making this dress. I kind of used a pattern but mainly made it up as I went along, which is usually how I end up doing projects. There are some parts that definitely don’t look quite right up close, but that’s okay because I was supposed to look dead anyway. 






It was the perfect Halloween night. The skies were dark and gloomy, the air was crisp and cool, but not too cold. 

Pumpkins lined the way up the the porch of my Mom’s haunted house, where a skeleton, ghost and more creepy ghouls waited with a giant cauldron filled with candy.




It’s the creepiest time of year.
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Swamp House


Just off the path, nestled at the edge of the woods at Reynolda Gardens, lies this little house that is covered in moss, looking over a swamp. 

It was a hot evening, at the end of summer. A rainstorm had just passed and the gardens were empty. A light fog was lifting up off the ground and rising up into the grey clouds, that were quickly disappearing. 



This little house, that was once a fancy boat house for a beautiful lake, is now spooky and overgrown. Many forgotten summer memories from long ago, are lost in this dense overgrowth. 
















But I like this lake house turned swamp house just the way it is.  It has character, and so much intrigue. 

Cat Photos Friday #110- Filter Fun


The other day I had the bright idea to try out Snapchat filters on the cats.

 It was one of the best decisions I have ever made.



I think he looks like a video game character here!



I almost died laughing at this horrendous result!





My username is lostvestige if you’re interested in seeing more of the ridiculous things I post.

Try not to have any nightmares!

Carousel in the Night

To me, carousels at night have always had a creepy and mysterious feeling about them. Like they are holding some sort of hidden secret beneath their magical, bright, candy colored lights.


As the eerie music begins to play,  the ride spins and spins, creating a dizzying blur of lights. 

The ornately decorated horses slowly rise up and down as their never ending gaze looks onward, with an air of mystery.



Carousels fit in perfectly with that eerie carnival feeling.

Ghost of Halloweens Past


To help get into a spooky mood in preparation for Halloween at the end of this week, I thought I would share some creepy photos from Halloweens past.

Halloween was my Dad’s favorite holiday. He took pride in having the scariest house on the block. (Heck, probably the whole city!)


There were many kids, and even adults that were afraid to even come up to the house. There were so many spooky things, you never knew what was going to pop out at you!


I love the creepy glow of all the eerie colored lights.

A ghoulish cabinet, home to many skeletons and spiders. 

As October progressed, the front yard was slowly turned into a scary cemetery. 


This year we are going to have a small little party at our house and hand out candy. Although our house will not be nearly as scary as this! Maybe one day..

What are you plans for the spooky day?

Ghost Tour

Earlier this month I went on a ghost tour of a historic area of Winston-Salem. I never knew my city had a ghost tour, and I love learning about the city’s past, so I was bursting at the seams to go.

You are told to meet on the corner of two streets at dusk. My friend and I arrived, not sure what to expect, or who to look for. But soon enough, a man dressed in period clothing and carrying a lantern seemed to appear out of thin air as he began to wander in circles, around the small group that had formed. We knew this must be our ghost host!

After a quick introduction, he turned and hurried down the street without another word. We raced to keep up.

We paused in front of old Victorian homes in the West End and heard the spooky tales from long ago, that are hidden inside their walls.


We wandered up and down the winding hills, hearing eerie stories, and piecing together some of the city’s colorful history.



After hearing the grim tale accompanying this building, I turned back to snap a photo.

 What’s that in the far right window pane?  Is it a light reflection? Or is it the ghost of the boy who lost his life here, so many years ago….



Towards the end of the tour, a light rain began to fall. We dashed from tree to tree in hopes of staying dry. The rain only added to the spooky excitement.

Before we knew it, we were back where we started and it was time to part ways. Each walking off in separate directions, disappearing into the black night.

The Winston-Salem Ghost Tour was so much fun, and I can’t wait to make it a spooky yearly tradition.