When life gets overwhelming, take a moment to brew a soothing cup of tea and let its calming effects transport you to a brighter state of mind- it truly works…..
In shadows deep and moonlight's chill,
The witching hour grows darker still.
Creaking doors and whispers low,
A haunted wind begins to blow.
The witches cackle, cloaked and veiled, With skin so pale and nails that's trailed In whispers dark as midnight's spell-
A glance from them, you're marked as well.
Along the streets in eerie light,
Children roam the dead of night.
Their faces hidden, masks in place, Each one a shadowed, hollow face.
And still the trick-or-treaters come,
Knocking on doors, some silent, some numb.
With bags held wide and voices small, They seek their treats, but dread it all.
Through twisted trees and graves below,
Ghosts in silken shrouds move slow.
They drift like mist, a sight unseen,
A shiver on this Halloween.
For who knows when, or why, or how,
A shadow moves just near them now.
A spirit glides, a cold embrace,
A phantom hand, a lifeless face.
The ghouls emerge from crypts and clay, From hollow places where shadows play.
Their eyes like embers, red and bright,
They stalk the streets in search of fright.
So heed this night, beware, beware,
For when you walk, there's something there—
Not all in costume, not all in jest,
The dead and dark join in this fest.
Halloween calls, the spirits wake,
The living tremble, the shadows quake.
In every whisper, every moan,
A warning: you are not alone.
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Whether it’s a cup of hot chocolate, apple cider or tea, it’s always better when it’s enjoyed with someone else…
Goblins, Ghost, Witches and Ghouls oh my…..
While waiting on the Great Pumpkin to arrive why not have a cup of tea…..
Our M🐦⬛RD🐦⬛R MYSTERY night flew by in a flash! The guest were hooked and craving more. It was a laugh-out-loud, jaw-dropping evening of accusations, skeletons in the closet, glares, arguments, and a dramatic farewell to Edward LeBoeuf - what a murderously good time had by all!
And just like that, I have a cat!
His meows so loud, like a haunting chat.
He prowled outside in the eerie night, A spooky sound gave such a fright.
I opened the door, what did I see?
A cat who stared right back at me!
With fur so sleek and eyes that gleam, Like a creature from a midnight dream.
Now he's inside, no longer astray,
Sweet Tea's the name he got that day.
He found his home with a spooky plea, And now he's forever haunting me!
Let me introduce Sweet Tea to you all! He’s made himself right at home!
Three wives he claimed, their hearts he won,
But love's cold flame has long been done.
Women adored him, their hearts aflame, While men, in envy, sought his fame.
A ruthless soul, his hand was cold,
His wealth immense, his spirit bold.
But hated he was by most around,
Now his ashes rest, no longer bound.
In his study, where he took his last breath,
Who brought Edward to his death?
A poison kiss, or dagger's tip,
His life was stolen in the quiet slip.
On this eerie night, in this place of dread,
Who amongst you wished him dead?
The answers hide in whispered tones,
In shadows cast, on buried bones.
Who killed Edward? No one knows,
But soon, the truth will be exposed.
We are so excited about the upcoming BLACK HAT M🐦⬛R🎩☠️R MYSTERY, on October 26, 2024 from 6 p.m. to 10 p.m.
hosted by The Traveling Tea Party and Bayou Booksellers & Gift Shoppe.
Call 504-491-6708 for more information! Reserve your spot soon!
Bless His Heart…..
Who’s ready for some excitement, laughter, and the ultimate challenge? It’s the BLACK HAT M🐦⬛R🎩🗝️R MYSTERY! Think you have what it takes to unravel the MYSTERY? Prove it! 🐦⬛🎩🗝️🔪☠️
Hosted by The Traveling Tea Party and Bayou Book Sellers & Gift Shoppe. October 26, 2024 from 6 p.m. to 10 p.m.
Reservations required. Call 504-491-6708 to reserve your spot.
Do you like Chai tea? I certainly do - it's among my favorites. And what about Chai Gelato? It's delicious!
Upcoming BLACK HAT M🐦⬛R🎩🗝️R MYSTERY event hosted by The Traveling Tea Party and Bayou Booksellers & Gift Shoppe. Call-
504-491-6708 to reserve your spot.
Ladies and gentlemen, we gather here tonight on Edward LeBoeuf's beloved plantation, a place that held as much history as he did in his heart. The walls of this home have witnessed a lifetime of his triumphs, trials, and quiet moments, and now, they bear witness to his untimely death and final farewell. Edward was a man of formidable strength, a pillar of this community who built his legacy with hard work, wisdom, and an unyielding determination.
But beyond the man known for his wealth and position, those closest to him knew another side — a man who cared deeply for his families name, his land, and the heritage he strove to protect.
It is fitting that we gather here, in the place that defined so much of who Edward was, to honor him. Though the night is dark and the air heavy with grief, our shared memories of Edward are what will keep his spirit alive within us.
In the flickering candlelight, surrounded by friends and family dressed in mourning, we reflect not just on the man Edward LeBoeuf was, but the legacy he leaves behind. May his soul find peasmce, as we offer our prayers for him and those he loved most.
