The Lady of Sea Mist Inn

Sometimes, the things you see in the shadows are more than just shadows.

Naturally, the British Hubby has visited countless castles and family estates with old family paintings. Here in the States, we don’t really have family estates that have been passed down from one generation to the next for centuries. I’m never quite sure what to make of homes with Victorian paintings hung in new houses. Is it the estate ghost? Is the owner’s past life before they reincarnated? I feel like there should be some sort of placard with an explanation. 7711105884655946647This Victorian painting was in our bedroom staring at our bed. Her eyes follow you all over the room. I must admit I was a little creeped out when we went to bed. We named her Lucille the Lush aka the patron saint of late night indigestion.  I think she’s making sure the guests don’t fornicate. Lucille has a milky white complexion and yet her face is quite flushed. Which leads me to ponder the question. How much has she been drinking? Did she just squeak one out and is quite embarrassed? Or maybe she’s part vampire. 001At the foot of the picture just in front of the fire place is this rug. Have you ever walked barefoot across a rug that gives you such a profound feeling on the soles of your feet that you have to look down and wonder, “What on earth is this?” It was like an orgasm for my feet. Maybe that’s why Lucille is flushed….




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