More precisely the New Digs needs some protection from evil spirits. Call it superstition, or maybe I'm a little "tetched" (as my Old Granny would say) but I firmly believe that if evil spirits exist, they no doubt hang out in suburbia among the neat rows of tract homes, waiting for the opportunity to wreak a little havoc. I am not taking any chances.
I'm considering a Bottletree. The shiny glass attracts evil spirits then the bottles trap them. Perfect!
Slaves brought this tradition to the Mississippi Delta from the Congo. Since I don’t have a “real” tree I guess I have to go with a pre-fab version like one of these.
I don't know how well they work, but I can imagine it will be fun to drink all the Martini's it will take to fill the tree!
Before you draw any conclusions about the state of my mental health, let me say this...
"Feng Shui " uh-huh!
Out-T.
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