I’m outta here!

The 150 year old church I used in Ghost On Black Mountain and in the book I’m currently working on.

There’s a funny story about this photo.

The church sits off the road a good quarter of a mile. It is no longer used as a church. When I took this photo, I hiked in by myself. I got in position, aim the camera, and a child-sized shadow scurried across the path in front of me about seven feet away. Now, I don’t believe in ghosts, so I began to look for what I saw. Maybe a fox or a bear, but neither of them would have been upright. What I saw looked to be a human form. I never found the answer. I went on to take the photo and then got out of there as fast as my new balance shoes would take me.

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