Server seems to be reliably running in fits and starts (thanks a whole heap, Spark!) so on with the show—which this time is ghosts. You know, spooky things … brrrrr~!
the ghostly. And the more convincing, the more I love it. Them. So when offered a bunch of ‘ghostly’ images I bite like a rabid shoal of shavage sharksh.
if there’s no such things as ghosts, then there ain’t. But there are such things as
- honest mistakes
- innocent tweaks
- deliberate fraud
- other (showmanship?) (Boom boom!)
an intriguing link I snaffled just a couple of its images to use here—make of ’em what you will (and stay out of dark places at night):
—one gathers from context that wee cutie in the big red ring isn’t really there … but I still think it’s a delightful touch, ghosts are allowed teddy bears. Sweet.
This next you have to look at long and hard—
—and no matter how much I blow it up I just cannot resolve to that insert. Bugger …
At least this next sort of makes sense. Sort of—
Honestly, do some people have nothing better to do than to intensely scrutinise their photos, zooming in to the nth degree, searching for ooppeeps*?
But I do like this next—
—she’s kind of … foxy~!
“Mr Argus! Sir!”
“Yes, Little Virginia?”
“Keep it seemly!”
Moving along in the bus—
—I love this one. Impossible to fake (unless you can fog a mirror) but still fairly well done. Five stars for effort, less two for the smug expression, plus two for the damsel’s cheery smile.
SOME, OF COURSE
demand explanation, like—
—why are these children holding their hands out in such an ‘other worldly’ manner? Are they testing for precipitation? Inviting the unseen to take a running jump over their improvised hurdle? Forbidding passage unless the grips are filled with ice creams?
Who knows … but if you want the whole series CLICK HERE
And beware of things that lurk in Christmas trees in the Southland Museum (see? I can do it too …)
* Ooppeeps – Out Of Place PEople …