GHOST AND GHOULS AND ZOMBIES AND GOBLINS AND THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT.

This is the month that I have always loved – better than Christmas.   This is the witching month – the month that the spirits of the dead occupy a parallel universe – a sheer membrane away - from the living. 

All around us the world is dying: leaves are falling from the trees and the grass is turning brown; and the chill in the air portends snow which can turn our visual world into a skeletal realm of black and white.

You can’t explain it, but you can feel it in your soul, at night, when the moon is shining…that something wicked this way comes.  

I do not believe in ghost, goblins, angles, devils; or gods for that matter.   My mind is too logical – but – there is something witching in the month of October.

the Ol'Buzzard