William Morris (1834-1896) was, among other things¹, an Englsh artist and textile designer. His iconic designs featured intricate and highly stylized plants and flowers. I became familiar with his work largely through my familiarity with the variations of his Acanthus leaf design that was used for the wallpaper, signage and even wrapping paper in Barnes & Noble stores through the late 1990s.
It came as quite a surprise to me this morning to find evidence that his ghost had visited our home in the night, and apparently had a tryst with Jack Frost on our front porch.
Intricate patterns of ice covered the whole width of the porch, and varied in detail and density and style.
There were ferns, leaves, flowers, and brambles.
Mr. Morris also included some beadwork in some of his designs.
A view from my standing height, to give a sense of the scope and size of the patterns.
Wherever I looked were more things to photograph. (Click on any of the photos to see a larger version and zoom in. You will be very impressed by the designer-ghost’s attention to detail.)
It snowed overnight here, and there was apparently freezing rain and wind as well. I had opened the front door to get a look at the snow in the front yard, and was greeted by all of this. As best I can guess, little drops of watery ice that landed on our porch were blown around by the wind, leaving little streaks of ice behind them. (This is much like what I guessed happened the morning I found frost feathers on my car.) Either that or it was indeed the ghost of William Morris, and he spent the whole night drawing his patterns on the porch.
¹ I had no idea that he was also an author of fantasy novels. This may support my ghost theory.
5 thoughts on “Last night my front porch was visited by the ghost of William Morris”
This is the coolest thing that I’ve seen all week. Like Sally said, WOW! Or as I am apt to say, NEATO!
Ditto, wow, this is seriously amazing!
Way cool. So beautiful.
Oh my goodness!!!!! It IS William Morris!! That’s incredible! Thank you so much for sharing this with us — imagine, it could have just melted without anyone seeing!