An "Omenous" Morning
"Down the Hill" 9 x 12 Chalk pastel on flat canvas Click here to view large or purchase I'm not a superstitious person, although I was as a child. In fact, I probably would have been considered an obsessive-compulsive, as I believed that if I wore certain things, or lined my dolls up a certain way, good or bad things might happen. Thankfully, I've grown out of that stuff. We live in a rural area, although we are close to civilization. This means that once the freeway sounds die down at night, we get to hear an abundance of owls. My mom once informed me that hearing an owl means that someone is going to die. I explained to her that we hear them every night, and we were still here. If anything, the owls were a blessing because they helped keep the mouse population down, and less mice hopefully means less rattlesnakes. This is typically my reaction to such beliefs. I'm not above the occasional attack of foreboding, ...