It does not much matter which city it is
when the season has turned
and clouds cast dark shadows in the water.
You arrive alone at the station
pass the house whose windows are broken
Find the grim and forbidding old one. You ascend the stairs
pass the tall windows.
to greeted by the bird of ill omen
who shows you your ball gown... or your shroud.
To be continued (maybe)
Locations of photos, London, New York, Philadelphia, same train station, same, Mutter Museum, bird from Metropolitan museum, fabric mine.
Anyway, I promised I'd post a list of people who will be blogging Halloween themes tomorrow. I can always add you...
Bonnie from Some Pink Flowers
Pamela from The House of Edward
Paz of Pazsnewyorkminute
Jennifer Thermes of Art Words Life
Lori of Jarvis House
Pat of Millefiorifavoriti
Frances of City Views /Country Dreams
Diana if The Qi Papers
Stephanie of Rodrigvitz Style
Susanna of Susanna's Sketchbook
If you told me and your name isn't here, remind me