By Angie Brown, Guest Author
“Hey, Chum, come here a minute.” It was my husband, Henry, calling to me from the next room and looking out the window. As I approached, he said, “What’s that white thing out there in the yard?” In the dark, it looked like a blurry white area, the size of a basketball, suspended in the air. We stood at the window trying to figure it out, having never noticed it before. It was night time, and the moon was partially concealed by a cloud. The apparition moved slightly every now and then, giving an eerie appearance to the atmosphere.
“What can it be?” Henry continued. I replied, “I haven’t the slightest idea.” “At least it’s not bothering us.” “Nevertheless, I’m putting my jacket on and taking a flashlight to find out what it is,” Henry replied. “Maybe you’d better take some protection just in case,” I suggested. I was too “comfortable” inside the house to accompany Henry. “Better if he has to just take care of himself,” I thought. Watching from the window as he approached the apparition, I was prepared to use the phone, if necessary. Who knows what that thing is? What if it’s a ghost?!
The beam of the flashlight traveled along the grass, then to a pole, and was then slowly raised to focus on…a newly-built and installed white bird house which the “man of the house”, himself, had completely forgotten about! Henry walked sheepishly back to the house, red faced and grinning. “I’ve just had a senior moment,” he said, laughing.
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