Sunday, August 22, 2010

The sewing room






Okay, Muddy, tell me which corner you don't like and I'll tell you about the previous tennant.

Today's zone is the outdoor storage room which I use as a gardening shed. I'm not posting a pic because it is small, dark, and cobwebby. But my altar is in there so I promise to take a picture on Mabon. Today I will be sweeping, tossing trash, and washing flower pots. Yes, I wash them to prevent plant diseases and to destroy the eggs of pests.

Today's animal card is red squirrel and the bottom of the card says 'gather your resources now, for they will sustain you through the coming change' which is odd because I was just thinking I should prepare for winter...

4 comments:

Living in Muddy Waters said...

I know the first and the third are the same picture, but the third seems different to me. Is that room original to the house? Is there an attic space directly above it? As I look at the third picture the wall without the window seems to have some texture, pattern or shadow that it doesn't have in the first. Now I am intrigued. Who was the owner?

FreeDragon said...

Ooops. I didn't mean to post the same pic twice. We're missing the window in front of the sewing machine. I don't suppose it matters because I like that window. It's the corner with the witch on the shelf that I don't care for.
The openning for the attic is in the hallway. Since there are so many doors in that small space I thought maybe it was creating a portal (Mama Kate's house had that problem) but the area feels fine. I haven't been in the attic so I don't know what's up there.
The original owner was my landlord's grandmother. The house has been redone a few times. It's smaller than it used to be. I think the sewing room would have either been an interior room or a room that was downsized.
I don't know how many people have lived in the house. I do know it was Granny, Bill the Ghost, Blondie, and now me.
Blondie is the one that bothers me. She was practicing the world's oldest profession right here in the house. I've heard that loggers would stop here before taking a load to the lumbermill. My landlord told me that when she moved he found dog shit in this room. Apparently she locked her animals in here. That's bad, but this was a child's room. I'm afraid she might have locked a child in here. The sewing room door (which is the only door in the house that never opened by itself) has been kicked in. The wood is splintered.

Living in Muddy Waters said...

Okay, your last comment freaked me out because I was going to say I feel a the statue of a child angel there. Not a real angel, but a porcelain cemetary looking thing.

But other than that, that's all I have. I wonder if your house is built over a house where a child died.

FreeDragon said...

I don't know. It could be possible. Being that this is an old family home place there could be a child's grave here. Sometimes families buried stillborn children on their property if they couldn't afford a real funeral in a cemetery. I know lived in this house before I did because there are heart shaped stickers on the door and I found some broken toys in the yard. I found Barbie doll shoes in the bathroom.