|If I saw this I'd have moved to town long ago! Sprites are just dim lights.|
When it rains here a lot, and the ground gets soaked, you can see some strange things in the forest at night. You see dim, phosphorescent lights sometimes, back in the woods. Lots of the old people here who are native to Appalachia think these lights are the devil. They call him "Old Scratch or "Old Jack." Couldn't say why.
Other people say they are the spirits of the dead, people who died and didn't "pass over" for one reason or other.
I talked to a professor at North Georgia College about them in the late 80's, after I went back to school for my post baccalaureate degree. He said that the lights are caused by methane gas squeezed out of the rotting vegetation on the forest floor by the water from the rain.
I don't know about any of this, except that the lights do come out when the conditions are right. They don't show up on night vision devices, which makes no sense to me. I also know they are not effected by a hail of bullets, as I proved when I first moved up here and saw them for the first time so long ago.
They were sure out last night. I turned out all the lights, inside and out, and stood out on the porch with night vision, because the dogs were fussing and I thought I had a bear or something coming in. But as soon as I went out there I saw the "sprites." They would pop up and fade out, not a lot , just here and there in woods. It was foggy and I think that helped me see them.
I don't go out in these woods at night anymore. As I mentioned before , the Cherokee who lived here thought there were evil spirits, that took the shape of half humans, half wolves and preyed on people at dusk or in the dark. Not that I'm superstitious. Well, not very.... I guess.
Then again, there really are things out in the woods today more frightening that "Old Scratch" or the
Cherokee's Uktina. And they are out there day and night...
If you really want to get creeped out, watch this movie with Kurt Russell in it. I had never heard of it before, and just saw it by chance on the late show. Pretty unnerving.
I will say this much about it. If you ever break down out in the middle of nowhere and some friendly guy stops and offers to give your wife a ride to town while you wait for the tow truck, Kill him! ;-)
Well, its four thirty in the afternoon and I still have a lot to do. I dragged down tree limbs into a pile and burnt them all morning. Then there was the regular routine to go through, and that took time. I have just a few chores left, then I'll make something for supper and clean up.
After that, I'm going to visit other people's blogs, something I am behind on right now. At ten tonight, another episode of that new series about Seal Team 6 is on History Channel, and I am enjoying that.
Lots of very strange things going on in this country today, but I won't go into that. I'm kind of worn out with it right now. I am keeping informed but it's more a case of just hoping President Trump and his people can outwit the halfwits on the Demmi side. Not a lot I can do to help them.
I put in an order with Sportsman's Guide last night. They had free shipping, and I always jump on that. Didn't really need anything, so I ordered:
3 M-14 Magazines
8 Boxes of Fiocchi 12 Gauge 00 buck, 10 rounds to the box.
2 Boxes of French 7.54 MAS, twenty rounds to the box.
Thought for the Day:
Just in case you didn't get the word. It's the ninth circuit court of appeals in San Francisco that is about to rule on the constitutionality of the improved vetting of immigrants. That bodes ill for the U.S.