tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post7451915542137466223..comments2024-02-12T17:59:33.534-06:00Comments on RAZORED ZEN: Flight HouseCharles Gramlichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02052592247572253641noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-44995530938245885132007-02-23T14:31:00.000-06:002007-02-23T14:31:00.000-06:00Great stuff!Great stuff!Steve Malleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17561234111786788616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-44376706227034508332007-02-23T08:52:00.000-06:002007-02-23T08:52:00.000-06:00Thanks everyone for posting. It is quite eerie to...Thanks everyone for posting. It is quite eerie to walk by there at night and see the light and the shadows of the ceiling fan. There must be a timer because they go off during the day. Or, maybe it's just a ghost with a good sense of time.Charles Gramlichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02052592247572253641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-50102179085881655942007-02-23T08:16:00.000-06:002007-02-23T08:16:00.000-06:00Great image and writing. I wonder too what happen...Great image and writing. I wonder too what happened -- probably not good.Michelle's Spellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15769666862403600253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-73633552369323977032007-02-23T04:14:00.000-06:002007-02-23T04:14:00.000-06:00Fantastic post.....I also now wonder, this can act...Fantastic post.....I also now wonder, this can actually be a kewl story!Drizelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16746480963316566816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-62688222679727031402007-02-22T23:05:00.000-06:002007-02-22T23:05:00.000-06:00What a great post. Sad. Spooky. Love the picture a...What a great post. Sad. Spooky. Love the picture as well.ZZZZZZZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03138083815199638165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-52980256528601202872007-02-22T22:49:00.000-06:002007-02-22T22:49:00.000-06:00There's a house like this in my subdivision. It's...There's a house like this in my subdivision. It's been vacant for well over a year, and now the roof is caving in. Yet, there it stands as a sad testimony of the old man who had once lived there.JR's Thumbprintshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10479324326541901987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-8400340559958809082007-02-22T20:34:00.000-06:002007-02-22T20:34:00.000-06:00Yes. I like this. I've got a house like that not f...Yes. I like this. I've got a house like that not far from where I live too. Spooky, it seems abandoned, yet, someone always manages to mow the grass int he summer and hang clothes out to dry on the line. I've never seen anyone go to or from the house. It's strange. I've never seen anyone take the clothes off the line either. The next day their just...gone. <BR/>Yeah. I wonder if that poor little girl misses her bicycle. I wonder...Lucas Pedersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13072101177732602824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-34136794311547938692007-02-22T19:45:00.000-06:002007-02-22T19:45:00.000-06:00OH! And thanks so much for the wonderful comment ...OH! And thanks so much for the wonderful comment on my pieces at the CWC. I appreciate you taking the time to read and respond :)Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11617259549508716343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-68038703738783793522007-02-22T19:43:00.000-06:002007-02-22T19:43:00.000-06:00I second what Kate said. My great, great Aunt liv...I second what Kate said. <BR/><BR/>My great, great Aunt lived in an old farm house and once when we were visiting, my Dad and I found the old farmstead garbage dump. Your post reminded me of that day. There were so many forgotten treasures. An old WW2 helmet with a Giant rusted hole, many colorful glass bottles and silverware too. Who throws out silverware???Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11617259549508716343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-8886682892190966892007-02-22T18:25:00.000-06:002007-02-22T18:25:00.000-06:00How sad.The lights and fan come on at night?Sounds...How sad.<BR/><BR/>The lights and fan come on at night?<BR/><BR/>Sounds like the beginning of a great tale.RK Sterlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01034917381901499281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28221839.post-75963096668136097012007-02-22T18:17:00.000-06:002007-02-22T18:17:00.000-06:00I loved this post. Great writing, and spooky to th...I loved this post. Great writing, and spooky to think about. It would also make a good title, certainly. Reminds me of finding a gravesite in the middle of the woods from 1908, and an old abandoned well. Crocuses were still blooming near where a small house once stood. Eerie.Erik Donald Francehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02332500850365598564noreply@blogger.com