Another creepy self protrait

Looks like some sort of fungus or mold was growing on my neck.

It is just the mirror or a reflection of something scary in this room like a ghost.

The animal head is quite lovely too.
See it in back of the room in the reflection?

 I took this photo of myself and ran out of the room, but not before I took this one below.

Then I bolted out the door and ran down the hall screaming.

Things I do for my blog.

I bet you cannot read what my shirt says in the mirror backward without clicking the link below.

Here is the  wiki link to it if you cannot figure it out.

Just think Neil Young as a hint.

Comments

[Tanuki Springfield]

"There's something happening here, what it is ain't exactly clear. There's a man with a gun over there, telling me I got to beware."

--Stephen Stills, "For What It's Worth"

[Tanuki Springfield]

What's that horseshoe doing up there on the wall? Clearly these ghosts have a sense of humor!

[lvb]

Very good Tanuk. I figured you would get it.

I don't know what the horseshoe is doing up there.
Hmmmmmmmmm.....interesting observation.
The ax was right next to it on the floor.
That part you cannot see.
It is a very old ax. One that could kill a person
with just one wack!
Lizzie Borden style
It looked like her hatchet.

Lizzie Andrew Borden[2] (July 19, 1860 – June 1, 1927) was a New England spinster who was the central figure in the hatchet murders of her father and stepmother on August 4, 1892 in Fall River, Massachusetts in the United States. The slayings, subsequent trial, and the following trial by media became a cause célèbre. The fame of the incident has endured in American pop culture and criminology. Although Lizzie Borden was acquitted, she was widely believed to be guilty; no one else was ever arrested or tried, and she has remained notorious in American folklore. Dispute over the identity of the killer or killers continues to this day.

[Tanuki Springfield]

Sounds like she got away with murder. But Lori, it seems there's something you're not telling us about this house. Was it owned by Stephen King or something?