This is part 5 of the series of true blogs about the hauntings in my house. If you’re just starting to read these or if it’s been a while since you checked in, I’d recommend reading the previous entries: Unseen Resident Unseen Resident Part 2 Unseen Resident Part 3 Unseen Resident Part 4 After I…
A sign on the freeway for a Native American museum caught my eye, and Janice and I made a snap decision to check it out. I felt pulled – compelled – to stop, and I am forever thankful that we did. We found treasure there. The Malki Museum sits on the Morongo Indian Reservation in…
The tiger crouches at the edge of the enclosure. The only movement is a slight flick of the tip of his tail. His eyes are focused on his prey, and his body is taut, ready to pounce. His prey has just entered through the gate and looks like he is oblivious to the predator’s scrutiny. …
magillsmusings.wordpress.com 