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Today, the Watertown Daily times reported that there’s going to be a haunted walk in historic Sackets Harbor!  Based on actual ghost stories from the area, local drama students will lead guests through the streets by lantern.  It’s supposed to be a similar experience to the Haunted Walks in Ottawa and Kingston.  Considering that there is a battlefield from the War of 1812 in town, I’m sure there will be some good stories!  And here I was just telling my friends that such an event should exist in the North Country!  Ask and receive, I guess?

If you’re from the Watertown area and have an interest in the paranormal, this is an event you’ll want to make!  It will be a great way to celebrate the Samhain spirit.  Not only that, but the admission will go towards the drama students.

For more information, check out the article.

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Weretoad and I recently celebrated our two year anniversary in Kingston, Ontario.  We’d never gone there before despite it being so close so we decided to make a weekend out of it.  Here’s what we got up to!

We went to a tree garden at the Woodworkers’ Museum just outside of Kingston.  The inside was neat too.

We learned a lot about tools and enjoyed the beautiful, aerial photographs of Canadian forests.

Just before crossing into America, there’s a tower overlooking the Canadian side of the 1000 Islands.Lovely view!

 

The outside of my new favorite pub, Nir Nan Óg!  There were some beautiful murals on the outside andthe owner’s interpretation of The Land of Youth – the home of the Tuatha de Danann.  If the Ever Living were in

Kingston that day, you can bet they would have spent some time here!

We enjoyed the live Irish music and their wide selection of drinks. 😀
We also went on a Haunted Walk tour.  It was a blustery, rainy day but totally worth it.The weather only added to the atmosphere.  Someone took a really interesting photo that looked

like a spirit leaving a supposedly haunted mansion.

Just as in Ottawa, Kingston has a little memorial commemoratingthe Irish who died working on the Rideau Canal in Ontario.  This one

doubles as a drinking fountain.  And yes, I used it.  Gives “The Waters of

Life” a whole new meaning!

 

Other highlights of the trip included a fantastic view of where the St. Lawrence meets Lake Ontario outside our hotel window, a sustainable living boutique called P’Lovers, and an open-air antique market where I found a lovely, synthetic skinned bodhran!

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I was just finishing my homework for the night when I heard this high-pitched screeching noise outside.  At first I thought it was an upstairs neighbor closing a window (they are squeaky) but it was drawn out and sporadic sounding.  I went outside to make sure it wasn’t a child or pet.  The upstairs neighbor was out on his balcony also listening.  He works for the DEC and is an avid hunter, so I trusted him when he said it was a rabbit crying as it was hunted and killed.  I’ve heard that sound before and my father had told me the same thing.  My Gods, for such quiet creatures they can certainly announce their pain to the world…  My neighbor went inside after that, but I remained, listening.  I wondered what was eating it.  I could hear the faint, pleasured yips of something vaguely canine.  A lone coy dog?  A fox?  Probably a coyote based on the noises…  When the screams stopped, the forest was oddly quiet and noisy at the same time.  The crickets were more noticeable.  Had they ever stopped playing, or did I lose track of them amidst the death screams?

I said a little prayer for the rabbit as it crossed the veil.

Then the strangest thing happened…

I saw something I can’t quite explain.  I would call it a shadow but the lighting didn’t seem right for that to occur.  And if it was, where was the creature casting it?  This dark, phantom of a creature appeared for an instant and then literally vanished…  Perhaps there is a better explanation for it, but it really startled me.  I stared and stared, searching for more movement or a source…

If it wasn’t a shadow, what could it have been?  One of the more mysterious Nature Spirits?  A ghost?  A soul fleeing the scene?

Now I’m off to bed to sleep on it…

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