I went outside to take photos of my blueberry bushes like I do every Wednesday at this time, and what should I see in one of the images, but a couple of ghosts.
Now, I’m not one hundred percent certain these are actually spirits I’ve captured; they could be smudges on the lens from the moth I killed. But they certainly look like two little girls, don’t they?
It’s so creepy, yet annoying all at once. Because if they are ghosts, they never asked if they could pick my blueberries.