Two Things…Just Don’t Tell My Grandmother #2

A week (or was it two? or three?) ago I showed a few photos of our brick walkway, but it wasn’t a picture of the whole thing.  Someone–I can’t remember who, sorry–said they wanted to see the “big picture”.  I snuck out of the house last night after MM went to bed, hence why the curtains are drawn in her bedroom in the photograph, and snapped this picture.

{And I totally have to admit: I did some Photoshopping on half of the grass.  Because of all the Bobcat work we did in the front yard we’re having to reseed the Centipede.  So, this is what the grass will hopefully look like in a couple of months, hehe}

And the second thing.   Unless C. is here I don’t turn the TV on.  Not a biggie, until you start listening to the noises on the baby monitor.  I know how they pick up other people’s conversations or radio stations–my parents’ picks up this Mandarin Chinese radio station and it is SO weird…but this is not that.

Here at Brogdon House we have the sounds of footsteps, chairs sliding across the floor, fingers tapping on a table.  Strange stuff.

It seems “Mr. Boarder” is back…and in MM’s room.  So, uhm, yeah, if you could not tell my grandmother that would be swell.  Because she already thinks we’re nuts for living in a “haunted house” as it is and if I told her it them whatever it is was in MM’s room…well, she’d freak out.

{For all the new people you can read about our ghosts here, here, here, and here}

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