Bonjour Duchess Dolls

Days of Havisham…

The sun is scorching. Our nation is celebrating its birth. It must be Havisham Days. I thought I recognized the melancholy, the unexpected and unexplained tears, the anxiety, and the pall that shadows each year at this time. For the uninitiated, The Norwegian died on a sunny day in the woods over Independence Day weekend.… Continue reading Days of Havisham…

Bonjour Duchess Dolls

Woo-Woo Joins the Party…

Spirits, ghosts, apparitions, and messages from beyond--never got mine. The Norwegian does not visit. I've often thought it's because he left things in such a jumble that he doesn't want to deal with what I've got to say. The Chickens say there's evidence all around. And the psychic medium with a psych degree says the… Continue reading Woo-Woo Joins the Party…