Tomorrow I run the store

Tomorrow my wife needs to go after supplies for her store so she is leaving me in charge. Probably not a wise move on her part. However, it gives me a chance to see if I can hear the murmering she frequently complains about. I've got to remember to take a recorder so I can see whether the murmering (should it occur) can be recorded.

Murmering

My wife continues to report the murmering that can be heard in her store. She cannot track it down. She says that when she is not busy, she has gone outside, walked all around her store and nothing is heard except traffic on the street and quite often there isn't that much traffic. The sounds are noticeable only in the store, not all the time, but frequently. I go to the store in late afternoon to help her close. So far I have not heard the murmering there. She says the murmering cannot be pinpointed, it seems the same all over, whether she is in the main showroom, the back showroom, the work and stock area or the bathroom. I understand her problem as I have experienced the same sort of phenonema here at our house; just not nearly as often. I may have her take a recorder and see if we can record the sounds.

Murmering

The dern house is murmering again. Last night, while I was upstairs the murmering started again. I hate it when that happens. It drives me nuts. Luckily, this time, it was short-lived but long enough to bug me. The voices were just low enough that nothing could be made out. The pitch of the murmerings, this time, was high, like women having a get together. Whats especially nerve wrecking is the fact there is no source or distinct area the murmering is coming from. The murmering is heard equally in all the rooms and on all floors. There was nothing playing such as a radio, TV, or phonograph. The day was especially hot, over 90 degrees and humid, very, very humid. Nothing was stirring outside. There weren't even any kids at the village playground. Everybody was indoors out of the heat. As I have said before, it takes something as loud as a backfire outside to penetrate our 17 inch brick walls. No, the windows were not open. The house is warm but not as hot as outside. The windows and doors are kept shut on these hot days to keep the heat and humidity outside. When the house becomes as hot as the outside, we open a couple windows and turn on the big window fan during the cooler night-time. What causes this place to murmer on occassion is my question. People outside is out; they'd have to be shouting beneath one of our windows to be heard and only then if we were standing next to the window. Even neighbors barking dogs are not heard here unless a window is open. Sometimes something can just be so hard to explain that it can really get on your nerves. Luckily the murming is rare.

Red light

Last night, about 9 pm give or take a few minutes, while I was working at the kitchen sink; I clearly saw, out of the corner of my eye, a distinct red light. The light was bright, very well defined, not unlike a caution light on an electrical appliance. Only problem is there is no electrical appliance in that area of the kitchen. There is a victorian, ceramic, butter churn and a hassoc type fan. The fan was not plugged in at the time and as it is rather old, it has no lights on it of any kind. I saw that light for a few seconds before I reacted to it and turned toward it. There was nothing there. Seeing as how there could not be a light, red or otherwise, in that corner of the kitchen; I resumed what I was doing at the kitchen sink. Lo and behold that bright red light reappeared but as soon As I turned it was not there. The brightness of the light and the pinpoint conciseness of it would seem to put it beyond a hallucination. Yet there was nothing there. Strange doings in this house are rather common; but placing a cause for them can be frustrating. One dog was asleep under the kitchen table and the other was not even in the kitchen. I saw the light for several seconds on both occassions; it was not a sudden flash. Old jouses can really entertain you if you don't take them too seriously. Otherwise they can drive you batty.

Disappearing dog medicine.

Today, as we finished breakfast, I was preparing a pill for our older dog who seems to have digestive problems. In order to get him to take the pill prescribed by the vet; we have to hide it in a cracker generously piled with peanut butter. Of course our younger dog has to be included to avoid problems but hers is minus the pill. I had just prepared his "treat" and laid it on the table until I could make the younger dog's treat. When I had the second treat ready, I reached for the first "treat" and it was not there. I looked all over the table, I checked the floor. No treat was visible. My wife said," look under your plate. I picked up my plate, that treat with the pill was no place on the table. My wife also looked it all over, gave me a sly look and suggested I ate it. Then she said,"You'll just have to fix him another." As I reached for the cracker bag for a new cracker to slather with peanut butter; I saw, in plain view, right beside my plate that both my wife and I had looked under, and around with no luck, laid the cracker with the pill. It was not hidden, it was in plain view, yet both of us couldn't see it? How plausible is that? Usually its tools that disappear from a work area and are found days later in some obscure place. This time it was a cracker with peanut butter and a pill, but it reappeared minutes later. A spooky practicle joker, I suppose. Seems kinda mundane.....until it happens to you.

Mumbling

Recently my wife and I purchased a business in a small town just south of our residence. My wifes curtain and candle business had outgrown the rental stalls she had been using in the craft mall. In fact her back stock was about to drive us out of our residence. Anyway, she has been busy learning the ins and outs of her new business. Several days ago, she opened the store and was busy getting it ready for business when she said she was annoyed by what seemed to be voices mumbling. She said it appeared to be several voices but they were never loud enough to make out what was being said. My wife walked the store trying to locate the source of the mumbling. She reported the "mumbling" was the same, no matter what part of the store she was in. The store has a radio sound system but it was definitely off. She walked outside to see if maybe there were a group of people talking outside. There is an office building on the east side of her store but it appeared to be closed. The day was downright hot and she said no one was in sight anywhere around. While she was outside she could not hear the mumbling. As soon as she walked back inside the mumbling was there. It was time to open and the mumbling was getting on her nerves so she tuned on the sound system to drown out the mumbling. She said that worked. At closing, when she turned off the sound system, the mumbling was gone. The store is located in an old brick building that was built in the late 1800s The building had served the community for decades as a hardware store. It was empty for periods of time before a motorcycle shop rented it. They were there only a short time and the motorcycle shop was turned into a antique, used, and new furniture store. Again, a short period passed and the owner, in poor health, decided it was too much for her to run and she sold the name and contents to my wife who has added Candles and Curtains and other decor items to the merchandise. It will be interesting to see what other, if any, strange events occur here.

Strange Gray Dog

Perhaps I'm Hal lucinating; however, yesterday while watering plants in the eastern window of our upstairs bathroom I turned around to water the plants in the western window I spied a gray, shorthaired, terrier type dog pawing the rails on my exercise machine. The machine sits in front of the western window where there are plants growing. Using his right paw the dog pawed the closest rail to him, about three times before he vanished. Slightly larger than the playful brown and white, Jack Russell we have seen upon occassion, this dog was solid gray, had short hair and a relatively long slender tail, and short pointed ears, he seemed friendly. Looking nothing like the two shaggy schnauzers I presently own, this dog is a new one to me. My wife says she never saw a dog fitting that discription either. What ever he was, I saw him long enough to get a fairly good look. Ghost or hallucination? Who knows? But this old house seems to still be harbouring some surprises.