Purple and magenta and deep blues...

[msfledermaus]

...I had an easy day at the Jade Mines yesterday, so I had enough energy to play with the spinning wheel a bit last night. I've got two bobbins of this lovely purplish stuff I spun with some blue and deeper purple high and lowlights, and some silver thread to give it some shine. I think when I get a chance I'll two-ply them together and see how it goes. I should take pictures; it's really nice stuff, like the color of purple grapes in old paintings:)

I'm trying my hand at making a little drop-spindle to keep the bigger one company. I made a little polymer-clay whorl and it's at home, waiting to be baked and glued onto the dowel I've cut to size. A little sanding and painting and I should have a nice-looking light spindle all ready for spinning. (I'm practicing so I can make my parental unit one; she mentioned she might like to try it sometime since I was making some neat stuff.)


Otherwise all is well...lately at the Jade Mines we've all been telling each other ghost stories. The Mines have at least 3 resident ghosts that we know of, and they're for the most part quiet and benevolent. Yesterday I spent some time at the Link swapping ghost-experiences with my cow-irker at the time, and this morning another guard and I went through all the haunted room telling each other about weird things that happened to us there.

So now I'm on a ghost kick, tell me your ghost stories. I demand ghost stories!!! Real, heard-of, urban-legend--I don't care, gimme gimme gimme!!! In return, later on I'll tell you some...

Comments

[annablume.livejournal.com]

Do you know that the Foshay Tower is haunted? Complete with one occassionally free falling elevator?

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Really? I never knew--tell me more!!! What kind of ghost?

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

You've probably heard this before, but when my son was about 1 he was talking to a ghost in our house. He'd look down the dark hallway and get that shy "I'm talking to a strange adult" mien and whisper. When I asked who he was talking to, he'd point and say, "Gurney".

One day I woke up, my husband was still at his 3rd shift job, my son was still asleep and every single coffee cup was out of the cupboard lining almost all the surfaces in the bathroom and kitchen with the handles all facing the exact same way.

This is true and there were witnesses.
My son doesn't remember Gurney at all. Of course he was only one.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Wow, that's really cool...It's funny how kids see things. I remember seeing all kinds of weirdness when I was little. I'm glad Gurney was kind of a nice ghost, if a little anal-retentive:)

[cynnerth.livejournal.com]

I finally got the details of the ghost story I wanted to tell you. This happened to my friend when she was 16. Her mother had just died of cancer. It was the morning after the funeral. My friend was sitting in the bathroom and she saw a cloud-shaped mist coming across the neighbor's roof. It stopped in front of my friend's window and just hung there. My friend said she knew without a doubt in her mind that it was her mother. She said it was a very calming thing.