“We’re everywhere, out there, among you”

During the night I was so cold I got up and put on socks. By getting out of bed I disrupted Fern and Gracie who were huddled beside me. It seems we were all cold. An afghan solved my problem and I quickly got cozy and warm. Fern and Gracie each took a side, leaned against me, got comfortable and went back to sleep. That is the last thing I remember.

Today is one of those blank slate days when my memory drawer is closed tightly and can’t be opened. This second paragraph has had several lives, and each was erased when the trail led nowhere. I’m sort of stuck. I filled the bird feeders hoping a change of scenery would bring memories and random thoughts tumbling out of my head. It didn’t. I came back inside, sat here for a while then went upstairs and made my bed. Aside from my bedroom looking neater, nothing was accomplished, nothing came to mind. I then changed the litter boxes not really expecting any sort of memory flood but the boxes needed to be changed. I figured why not. I was upstairs anyway. I came back downstairs and am now in the same spot I have been most of the morning. I’m thinking next I’ll put the litter in the trunk for Monday’s dump run. Maybe the front yard will be a source for inspiration. If not, at least I did a lot of chores.

I caught the litter bag on the screen door and tore open a small hole. I didn’t know until I got to the car and saw a pile of litter beginning to form. Looking behind me I saw a trail of litter Hansel and Gretel would have had no trouble following. Luckily I use pine litter, not clay, so I don’t have to do any sweeping. It will become mulch. That was one exciting trip to the trunk.

I was always a kid with a great imagination who believed in fairies and gnomes and elves. Witches scared me. I think the witch in Snow White was the reason. She was diabolical. For a long time I thought any woman with a wart on her face was a witch. When we saw the movie we were really young, and my mother said my brother hid under the seat whenever the witch was on the screen. I watched. He wasn’t a brave kid. Even Santa scared him.

When we moved to South Yarmouth, the woman who lived next door had a few warts on her face. I had never forgotten about witches thanks to the one with the apple and the wart on her nose; however, I had long ago realized they weren’t real, but after meeting the neighbor and getting to know her, I had to reconsider.

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12 Comments on ““We’re everywhere, out there, among you””

  1. im6 Says:

    No time right now to read your post or listen to the music, but I happened upon this link last night and wanted to share it with you as early as possible. Want to be sure you to have time to plan your Labor Day barbecue accordingly:

    http://www.lebanondemocrat.com/article/sports/462781

    • katry Says:

      im6,
      I am thoroughly disgusted by the mere thought of eating squirrel brains. I think they are an overlooked delicacy for a variety of reasons. Let’s start with them being rodents who carry more diseases than rats. That they are comparable to high’s brine didn’t make them any more appealing. I think folks know what they’re missing and don’t care!

  2. flyboybob Says:

    Long weekends tend to be lazy days because I stay off the roads and the other places such as the lakes or the shopping malls.

    Your area has had a long history with witches. You are not too far from Salem where the Puritans decided to purge themselves of their free thinkers. Arthur Milker’s play ‘The Crucible’ was a stand in for the craziness of the McCarthy era in the early 50s. Sadly many people in those days were deprived of the right to make a living because of their political beliefs. The experience of John Henry Faulk ending the blacklist in Hollywood is described in his book and made for TV movie ‘Fear on Trial’.

    When Lucille Ball was called before the Un American Activities Committee she was asked, ‘Are you now or have you ever been a member of the Communist Party?’ She replied, ‘Senator, the only thing red about me is my hair and that’s not real’.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      The Salem of the witch trial time was part of Danvers though some of the buildings were in what is still Salem. I saw Miller’s The Crucible a few times: the best version was in London.

      I don’t think many of the older women who were declared witches were free thinkers though some of the men may have been. Many of them were accused because of land disputes, family feuds and general dislike by their accusers. Some admitted their witchery but others didn’t so their land would not be confiscated by the Crown. Religion more than politics ruled the day in Salem.

      Burl Ives named names.

  3. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    It’s a blank slate day here, too. I’ve taken the dogs out twice so far. I’ve disorganized my knitting project bags looking for a needle. I’ve reorganized them after finding it. I’ve worked on a couple of rows of knitting, put it down, picked up a book, read a couple of pages, put it down, picked up the computer, fiddled with a few sites, put it down.
    Restless and uninspired. That’s me today.
    I’m making mental lists of the things that need to be done. That’s good enough for now. 🙂

    Every neighborhood has a resident witch. I’m not sure who is the current witch in my neighborhood which probably means it’s me. 🙂

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      You and I are sharing the same sort of day. I am just about ready to feed the dog then I have to shop for a few things for movie night. I’m not cooking this week but am ordering pizzas. I can’t even get excited abut cooking.

      My neighborhood seems to have escaped having a witch. We had a wizard named Frank who hated everyone but he moved. He used to call the town of people built anything and say they had no permits so the town would catch his neighbors. He planted bushes around the front of his house so no one could see it. We were all glad Frank moved.

      Have a great evening!

  4. Birgit Says:

    Witches are not scary. Beside Grimm’s fairy tales we also grew up with “The Little Witch”, a popular children’s book by Otfried Preußler.
    The little witch was quite young -just a mere 127 years old- and she lived with her raven Abraxas in a little witch house in the forest. She wanted to dance and fly with the older witches on annual Walpurgis Night, but they told her that she first had to learn how to be a good witch. She went back to her forest, was kind, studied the witch book hard, helped everyone and gained friends. After that year she returned to the witch party where the witch councilors told her that she wasn’t allowed to participate because ‘good’ witch meant to be wicked. They tried to punish her, she took revenge, danced all night long and had fun.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I figured a witch with a poisoned apple wasn’t the friendliest sort. I like your little witch. We had Bewitched on TV which was funny and Samantha was a good witch in the real sense of good.

      Hansel and his sister ran into a good witch in the bad sense. They were going to be dinner. That made me think twice about witches and gingerbread!

  5. olof1 Says:

    Witches never scared me and I think it has to do with our Easter traditions where the witch is perhaps the biggest symbol for Easter of them all 🙂

    I so understand Your brother, Santa is nasty and I’ve never really liked him 🙂 I was always sure gnomes, trolls, forest nymphs and all those other beings were real, they existed in almost all tales I was told while growing up and I’¨ve seen some odd things out on the bog so 🙂

    We’ve had a rather nice day here even though it wasn’t especially warm and we did get some drizzle in the afternoon. A sort of no use in doing anything day and I honored it as good as I could 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I wasn’t all that scared either, just my wimpy little brother. A witch for Easter amass me. That would be far cooler than the Easter Bunny.

      I would love to find out all of them are real, especially fairies and gnomes and not so much trolls.

      Today stayed chilly, and it will be cold for tonight’s movie. Everyone will be bundled. This is more like mid September than August.

      I just got back from getting a few groceries for tonight. I am going to order in so I didn’t get too much, a few munchies.

      Have a great evening!

  6. Jay Bird Says:

    Don’t let the faeries, gnomes and elves thing bother you. You are Irish, and that comes with the ethnic territory, along with leprechauns. Now, witches, goblins and banshees are another story! Lord, this sounds like the cast from “True Blood” which met it’s end on HBO last Sunday.

    • katry Says:

      Jay,
      I have always been a believer in fairies and elves. I even have a fairy house in my yard. The banshees with their wailing are the most frightening though goblins in all their ugliness are a close second.


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