New England Unexplained- For the curious mind

Have you witnessed an unexplained occurrence? Something in the night sky? Noises you’ve never heard? An image you can’t explain?

A person having functioned in a way that is unhuman?

A creature in the woods?

Are portions of your dreams, actually happening..

Come join me! https://www.facebook.com/groups/338988352340671

This is my new Facebook Group which focuses on the New England Region. However, if you have an interest in the unknown, you’re more than welcome to join in on the curious fun! All are welcome.

Change is constant and something is happening. We encourage posts that ‘show’ what you’ve witnessed. A photo, a video, or even an audio recording will help us to better understand your point of view. However, we completely understand if all you can do is write a description to the best of your ability. After all, we can’t exactly take a photo of something we see in a dream. But, we can write it.

From the mountain views from the Berkshires located in Western, MA, to the ocean views in Westerly, RI, to the big skies of the Mousehead Lake region in Maine: we want to hear from everyone! CT, VT, NH, bring it!

New England is rich with History, let’s add to it!

The intention is for New England Unexplained to be a supportive and helpful community platform. 

And ps, keep an eye out for ‘The Look.’

Which is exactly what I didn’t want it to be.

Join me here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/338988352340671

Odd Walking Thoughts

When the Labrador dog chooses, It, as the calming afternoon companion to be left from the fire. Though, even that provides for the faces watching, a flicker of hope, turning, twisting, never again. That in itself is reason to believe if believing is something to care for. Know to know, even a stick has a reason to smile. Even a stick, has a purpose.

-M. Taggart

I love the Goggles

It was snowing, windy and cold.
Perfect for sledding.

I think I needed it more than him.
I wasn’t anywhere else.

After sledding we had a snowball fight
He knew to dig to get the packed snow

He was persistently transporting me

I love the Goggles
At one point he laid in the snow
and let the storm land on him-
relaxing into the moment

And I just watched

-M. Taggart