It was a Friday and the graphics art studio at the printing firm was noisy with ad sales, and creative staff chatter. The typesetter sat typing viciously to meet the newspaper deadline. Chastity was working articulately on a local merchant ad and asked me to come over to her cluttered work station for feed back. Chastity was a slender young artist, ahead of her time, with flowing long colored blonde hair that sat partly stylized on the crown of her head. This was the hair style for the 80’s era! Her skin was naturally pale powdered white, dashing large almond eyes that showcased caked makeup. It was not very flattering for such a beautiful girl and person. Being also a Mary Kay consultant this sight made me cringe because the contrasts of stark flat black thick eyeliner, dark royal blue eye shadow against pale skin, super red lipstick, shouted out for help. The image portrayed a hostess that was featured on a midnight vampire show. I approached Chastity with a life turning change by offering a suggested opportunity to become a cosmetic consultant. She loved the idea because this allowed taking creative talents to new heights and included being a cosmetic challenge. Employment doors soon opened up for the both of us. Chastity followed a career in real estate and I was hired at a direct marketing company. We kept in touch through our Mary Kay channels and Chastity was flourishing with a constant stream of new clients. One day I was contacted to help assist her with a fabulous client located at Danbury, Connecticut. It was going to be a large cosmetic party event. This would be a perfect networking environment. We both did very well with presentation and Chastity became increasingly passionate about her developing skills. After the party we headed back to Westchester County, New York. My old creamy yellow Cutlass Supreme was gliding along on the semi-elevated thruway when over to the right a few miles away and up in the lucid night sky we noticed a gigantic leisurely moving, murky metallic oblong craft. The size of a professional foot ball field that had oval lights defining its shape. This was no weather balloon, blimp, kite, military or domestic flight being observed. We both positively identified it as a UFO. Nothing on Earth would compare to this craft! Could it be from that rusty looking planet Mars? The thruway exit came up fast and this led to a route towards Lake Carmel. A two lane road with absolutely no street lights. We were both excited about our encounter but had no clue what was silently hovering just a few short miles down that pitched dark road! Suddenly, it both struck our eyes instantly, clearly defined, a flying saucer. I felt as if it could read my thoughts. And yes, I was scared because this was no time in my life to be taking any trip to Mars! Incredible as it seems, right before our eyes was a flying saucer! A typical traditional saucer brightly reflecting luminous round lights. The body was shimmering a silver color and it’s roof had a small light atop its antenna. These radiant lights beamed down onto the tranquil lake water as if it was in exploration mode. Was it a research and development ship that housed lizard eyed alien scientists working on an experimental project? It undoubtedly was related to that mother ship we just spotted on the thruway. My car came to a full stop at the intersection, I veered left and did not take the time for idling. It was a confusing moment and should I make contact? At one point I do remember flickering the headlights on and off hoping to somehow make communication. There was a sense of dimensional change, fear and then fearless. Flick! Flick! I knew that my headlights could not be missed by this craft because we were totally exposed! However, we also did not want to become their next science test subject. Chastity and I were in a total shock and kept looking behind the car to see if it was following our direction. Finally the parking lot from work was in view. I dropped Chastity off at her car and then sped into the darkness constantly looking out the window, up at the sky until I reached home. The next day it was all over the news about the UFO’s appearances. Even police officers were interviewed by reporters and they informed the public about encounters on that particular night. The UFOs made appearances for weeks without any known governmental interference. Everyone was on high alert trying not to make second guesses of oddities found on roads or up in the midnight sky. Over the years many observations have been reported at Westchester County. Globally it has been reported about craft formations with advanced technological skills appearing above large cities. Today, NASA Mars exploration streams back to earth images of a planet that lends itself the appearance of once being a highly advanced Martian civilization. Now lying in a ruinous condition. One could only imagine this being our future demise. I did have within that week another identical encounter with that massive looking craft. People were pulling off to the side of the road, getting out of their vehicles, gazing with amazement at a possible visit from Mars.
Awhile ago I created a related video about my experiences titled.
Have You Seen These UFO’s?
Autumn how delicious your colors constantly keep appearing each day. Sweeping and coating
the landscape with wild carpets of transparent beauty. A brilliant choreography that brings harmony to my eyes. Today . . .
Sussex Branch Trail, New Jersey, USA
This past weekend New Jersey received very chilly windy weather, even some snow squalls! Today, it was incredibly warm! I decided to take a bicycle spin over to the entrance of the trail. The sun cast down through the yellow and green leafed trees creating a golden dim glow.As I approached my destination it came to my realization that only three cars were parked in the gravelled lot. Then I knew that it would be a short trip. One stocky robust looking woman was hiking towards me and I inquired if she observed seeing any black bears in the woods. Sometimes I wonder when coming across humans on an isolated trail if it is best to break the ice with a pleasant hello, gesture of a nice day. The ragged hard looking woman did not break her stride and while grasping a HUGE timber in one hand as if it were a sword, huffed, puffed an answer back to me. “If there’s a black bear in close proximity THIS will be my protection.” Uh! Oh! This is getting weird, I thought but maybe I should also be put on high alert. Enough to seek out a wooden sword similar in size on the side of the trail for dueling a bear. A handy piece of security that could be strapped onto the bicycle as a last resort of protection. I continued bicycling for a short distance and an approaching hand holding couple was walking on the trail like attached love doves. How sweet it would be to have a strong New Jersey man with bulging muscles that could ward off any charging bears as a security system and back-up. Sigh! But they too were also heading towards the parking lot. Now three people left the trail and I had that gut feeling of instantly being vulnerable to the world. In this type of situation it’s best to play it safe and call it a day. Bear spray will be an item added to the survival list. On a positive note, I seized the moments of Autumn and nice captures!
Leaves that were bright yellow a few days ago are now golden brown.
Back home inside the fenced back yard!
I do have much more to post from last week and will be adding those captures as the Season of Autumn continues…
A Day Filled With Nature
Summer Time – photo captures on the trail to Wildflowers
Art and Images by Elizabeth McLaughlin to Classical Music
About Paddington Bear
A Tiny House Theft !
A WILD GIANT ZOMBIE CRAB STREET LOOSE!
The Communist Grinches that tried to steal Christmas!
I Love PaRiS Bonjour (mini photo capture series)
Day After Thanksgiving
Chicken Pot Pie Thanksgiving, thanks Cuomo
Thanksgiving Day Winter Escape!
Fall Season Ends Close Up 2 – (2014)
Fall Season Ends Close Up 1 – (2014)
about PRINCE the dog left tortured and starving…
ChemTrails at New York State
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I remember the days when Sunday was church day. As kids the ritual would be to get all dressed up for mass and then take a walk at the Botanical Gardens or the Bronx Zoo. It was a break from school and focus on the nature surrounding our community. All of that slipped us by when families in droves exited the city life for the suburbs. Childhood friendships abruptly changed and lost connections became the new norm. It also meant going to public school for the first time and starting high school in the ninth grade at second semester. I remember not having a friend for a year and at a difficult teen age. That period of lack of friendships passed when Cindy invited me to her weekend party house bash. The parents went to Florida leaving trending Cindy to fend for herself. I believe that I was invited only because of my cool clothes that my parents purchased for me. No longer did my school wardrobe have to consist of a plaid skirt, white starched shirt and brown Oxford’s. I remember my mother taking me to Wanamaker’s at the Cross County Shopping Center and the Grand Concourse, Alexander’s. This was a really big event for me. I came home with a pair of brown leather boots, English rider style, orange long woolen skirt that buttoned down the front, a blue, black long skirt, turtle neck sweaters. And of course I did have my landlubber hip hugging denim jeans, striped and black bell bottoms. On my trip back to the Bronx, I met my sister for a shopping day and had purchased a pair of brown suede lace up boots and leather two-tone brown leather platform shoes. So I totally fit in with Cindy’s group that frequented the Bedford Village Green. The kids packed the house and it was overwhelming. A few of us squeezed into the kitchen half bath and this is where I met my best friend in high school, Susan and a boy named Todd. As we talked there was a huge calamity going on outside that bathroom door and kids started evacuating out onto the street. There was a major motorcycle accident and rumor quickly spread that it was a student from school. This party abruptly ended and the house emptied very fast as it had become quickly full. On Sunday, I sat in my small bedroom, looking out the window, gazing at the fall trees and dreamed of my friends at the Bronx, the park hangout and felt as if in a prison. I played on my record player over and over again a favorite Glen Campbell song, Wichita Lineman wondering why we ever left the Bronx.
The Lacey dog crash of the computer happened again and had me off track as to what day and where I was with posting about Fall-icious. It is back to the season of Autumn and posting all of those exciting hues and shades of brilliant colors that makes this time of year so spectacular.
On the Cranberry Trail, Sussex County, New Jersey…
You are going to start to love the weed trees like I do during fall!
Thank you for viewing and there will be more to come as the season progresses. Please share! 🙂