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An American Adventure Real travel. Hidden places. Fossils, history, nature, and the stories that make America feel alive. Follow Donna and Mark on An American Adventure.

🚐🌎 BIG NEWS FROM AN AMERICAN ADVENTURE!Our adventure isn't ending… it's just finding a new home!After giving it some tho...
10/23/2026

🚐🌎 BIG NEWS FROM AN AMERICAN ADVENTURE!

Our adventure isn't ending… it's just finding a new home!

After giving it some thought, I've decided it's time to bring everything together under one roof β€” Fossil Art Creations!

The traveling, the rockhounding, the beautiful places, the crazy moments, the everyday adventures with Mark, and all the treasures we discover along the way… they're all part of our story.

And I'd rather share that story with everyone in one place than keep spreading myself across multiple pages.

So we're packing up An American Adventure and moving the whole adventure over to Fossil Art Creations!

Same people. Same adventures. Same unpredictable journey. Just one place to find us!

❀️ I'd love for all of you to come along!

πŸ‘‰ Follow Fossil Art Creations so we don't lose touch!

Fossil Art Creations

Fossils With a Story, Art With a Soul.

Who's coming along for the next chapter? 🚐

10/23/2026

🚐🌎 BIG NEWS FROM AN AMERICAN ADVENTURE!

Our adventure isn't ending… it's just finding a new home!

After giving it some thought, I've decided it's time to bring everything together under one roof β€” Fossil Art Creations!

The traveling, the rockhounding, the beautiful places, the crazy moments, the everyday adventures with Mark, and all the treasures we discover along the way… they're all part of our story.

And I'd rather share that story with everyone in one place than keep spreading myself across multiple pages.

So we're packing up An American Adventure and moving the whole adventure over to Fossil Art Creations!

Same people. Same adventures. Same unpredictable journey. Just one place to find us!

❀️ I'd love for all of you to come along!

πŸ‘‰ Follow Fossil Art Creations so we don't lose touch!

Fossil Art Creations

Fossils With a Story, Art With a Soul.

Who's coming along for the next chapter? 🚐

10/23/2026
⭐ Let's Clear Up a Little Confusion About Facebook Stars! ⭐I've had a few people wondering how my accounts work when it ...
10/23/2026

⭐ Let's Clear Up a Little Confusion About Facebook Stars! ⭐

I've had a few people wondering how my accounts work when it comes to giving and receiving Stars, so I thought I'd explain!

⭐ Donna Wilson – Can GIVE and RECEIVE Stars!

⭐ Fossil Art Creations (FAC) – Can RECEIVE Stars, but cannot GIVE them.

⭐ An American Adventure (AAA) – Cannot GIVE or RECEIVE Stars.

❀️ So here's how we can support each other!

If you'd like to receive Stars from me, there are two things you need to do:

🌟 Send a friend request to my Donna Wilson account.

🌟 Follow my Fossil Art Creations page.

This helps me find you, visit your posts, and return some of the love and support you've shown me!

I love supporting other creators, but with three accounts and so many wonderful people to keep up with, I need a little help keeping everyone connected!

Remember, if you see Stars coming your way from me, they'll be coming from Donna Wilson! ⭐

And whether you're sending Stars, leaving comments, sharing posts, or simply stopping by to say hello, I appreciate every bit of your support!

❀️ Drop a comment below if we're already connected on both accounts so I can make sure I'm following along with you, too!

β˜€οΈ Good Morning, Friends! We've Got a Project Underway! πŸ”¨πŸ‘Well, we've traded our traveling adventures for a little adven...
10/23/2026

β˜€οΈ Good Morning, Friends! We've Got a Project Underway! πŸ”¨πŸ‘

Well, we've traded our traveling adventures for a little adventure right here at home in sunny Florida!

Mark and I have taken on the challenge of transforming our little 10Γ—20 Florida room into something special!

Half will be a cozy living room, and the other half will have a rustic Florida Fish Camp bar, complete with a mint-green retro refrigerator, coffee station, and plenty of character!

Right now, it's looking more like a construction zone than a relaxing retreat, but that's all part of the fun!

We'll be sharing the progress, the decisions, the before-and-afters, and probably a few surprises along the way. And knowing us, I'm sure there will be a few laughs, too!

❀️ We'd love for you to follow along on this adventure!

Now, here's my question for you...

Are you a DIY kind of person, or would you rather sit back with a cup of coffee and watch someone else tackle the project? πŸ˜‚β˜•

10/23/2026

πŸŽƒπŸ‘» 8 DAYS UNTIL MY 63RD BIRTHDAY! πŸŽ‚

October 23, 2026

πŸ”₯ Tonight's Scary Story: THE LAST PHOTOGRAPH πŸ“Έ

Back in 1963, a traveling photographer rolled into a little town with an old-fashioned camera and a strange offer.

For just one dollar, he'd take your picture and show you what you would look like in ten years.

Most folks thought it was a clever trick.

Until the pictures started coming true.

One woman saw herself holding a baby she'd never had. Three years later, she gave birth to a little girl.

A young man saw himself wearing a sheriff's badge. Seven years later, he became the town sheriff.

Then one Halloween night, a young woman stopped by his wagon.

She was celebrating her birthday.

"Can you show me what I'll look like when I'm old?" she asked.

The photographer studied her for a long moment.

"Are you certain you want to see?"

She laughed. "Of course! I plan on living forever!"

He pulled the black cloth over his head and snapped the picture.

When he handed it to her, she stopped laughing.

The photograph showed an elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair.

Behind her stood dozens of shadowy figures.

Every single one had its hands resting on her shoulders.

"What are those people doing behind me?" she whispered.

The photographer went deathly pale.

"Those aren't people," he said.

"Then what are they?"

He leaned closer and whispered,

"They're the things waiting for you to die."

The young woman laughed nervously.

"Well, they'll be waiting a long time!"

Then she noticed something.

The elderly woman in the photograph was no longer sitting in the rocking chair.

She was standing.

And she was getting closer.

The young woman dropped the picture and screamed.

The photographer snatched it from the ground, took one look, and ran.

She looked down at her hands.

They were wrinkled.

Her hair began falling out.

Her teeth loosened.

And somewhere behind her, a rocking chair began to creak.

She turned around.

There stood the elderly woman from the photograph.

Only now, her mouth was stretched into an impossible grin.

The old woman reached out, grabbed her by the throat, and whispered:

"You said you wanted to see yourself when you were old."

Her fingers tightened.

"You never said you wanted to live that long."

The next morning, the photographer's wagon was found abandoned.

Inside were hundreds of photographs, all showing different people sitting in the same old rocking chair.

Every person had their eyes sewn shut.

And behind every chair stood the same smiling old woman.

But one photograph was different.

It showed an empty rocking chair.

On the back, someone had scratched three words:

"SHE FOUND YOU."

The sheriff burned every photograph that night.

Or so he thought.

Because every Halloween since 1963, one photograph has appeared beneath a stranger's front door.

Nobody knows who delivers it.

Nobody ever sees anyone leave.

And everyone who receives one disappears before sunrise.

But the strangest part?

The photographs don't show the future anymore.

They show the room you're sitting in when you open them.

The same furniture.

The same shadows.

The same doorway behind you.

And in that doorway stands an old woman with her head tilted sideways and a smile stretched far too wide.

They say if you look closely, you'll notice something else.

Her feet never touch the floor.

And if you turn around to see whether she's really there, you'll find nothing.

At first.

Then you'll hear the slow creaking of a rocking chair.

Coming from the room you just left.

Followed by the soft scrape of fingernails against the wall.

Getting closer.

And closer.

Until an old woman's voice whispers directly into your ear:

"Don't turn around again, sweetheart."

"I only have a face when you're looking at me."

πŸ‘»πŸ”₯ NOW IT'S YOUR TURN!

If someone handed you a photograph that showed your future, would you dare look? Or would you burn it without taking a peek?

And be honest... how many of you just looked over your shoulder? 😈

πŸŽƒ Only 8 more days until this Halloween baby turns 63! Born on Halloween in 1963, and still collecting spooky stories 63 years later!

Sleep tight, my friends... and if you hear a rocking chair creaking tonight, just remember...

Some things are better left unseen. πŸ‘»

πŸŽƒπŸ‘» 8 DAYS UNTIL MY 63RD BIRTHDAY! πŸŽ‚October 23, 2026πŸ”₯ Tonight's Scary Story: THE LAST PHOTOGRAPH πŸ“ΈBack in 1963, a traveli...
10/23/2026

πŸŽƒπŸ‘» 8 DAYS UNTIL MY 63RD BIRTHDAY! πŸŽ‚

October 23, 2026

πŸ”₯ Tonight's Scary Story: THE LAST PHOTOGRAPH πŸ“Έ

Back in 1963, a traveling photographer rolled into a little town with an old-fashioned camera and a strange offer.

For just one dollar, he'd take your picture and show you what you would look like in ten years.

Most folks thought it was a clever trick.

Until the pictures started coming true.

One woman saw herself holding a baby she'd never had. Three years later, she gave birth to a little girl.

A young man saw himself wearing a sheriff's badge. Seven years later, he became the town sheriff.

Then one Halloween night, a young woman stopped by his wagon.

She was celebrating her birthday.

"Can you show me what I'll look like when I'm old?" she asked.

The photographer studied her for a long moment.

"Are you certain you want to see?"

She laughed. "Of course! I plan on living forever!"

He pulled the black cloth over his head and snapped the picture.

When he handed it to her, she stopped laughing.

The photograph showed an elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair.

Behind her stood dozens of shadowy figures.

Every single one had its hands resting on her shoulders.

"What are those people doing behind me?" she whispered.

The photographer went deathly pale.

"Those aren't people," he said.

"Then what are they?"

He leaned closer and whispered,

"They're the things waiting for you to die."

The young woman laughed nervously.

"Well, they'll be waiting a long time!"

Then she noticed something.

The elderly woman in the photograph was no longer sitting in the rocking chair.

She was standing.

And she was getting closer.

The young woman dropped the picture and screamed.

The photographer snatched it from the ground, took one look, and ran.

She looked down at her hands.

They were wrinkled.

Her hair began falling out.

Her teeth loosened.

And somewhere behind her, a rocking chair began to creak.

She turned around.

There stood the elderly woman from the photograph.

Only now, her mouth was stretched into an impossible grin.

The old woman reached out, grabbed her by the throat, and whispered:

"You said you wanted to see yourself when you were old."

Her fingers tightened.

"You never said you wanted to live that long."

The next morning, the photographer's wagon was found abandoned.

Inside were hundreds of photographs, all showing different people sitting in the same old rocking chair.

Every person had their eyes sewn shut.

And behind every chair stood the same smiling old woman.

But one photograph was different.

It showed an empty rocking chair.

On the back, someone had scratched three words:

"SHE FOUND YOU."

The sheriff burned every photograph that night.

Or so he thought.

Because every Halloween since 1963, one photograph has appeared beneath a stranger's front door.

Nobody knows who delivers it.

Nobody ever sees anyone leave.

And everyone who receives one disappears before sunrise.

But the strangest part?

The photographs don't show the future anymore.

They show the room you're sitting in when you open them.

The same furniture.

The same shadows.

The same doorway behind you.

And in that doorway stands an old woman with her head tilted sideways and a smile stretched far too wide.

They say if you look closely, you'll notice something else.

Her feet never touch the floor.

And if you turn around to see whether she's really there, you'll find nothing.

At first.

Then you'll hear the slow creaking of a rocking chair.

Coming from the room you just left.

Followed by the soft scrape of fingernails against the wall.

Getting closer.

And closer.

Until an old woman's voice whispers directly into your ear:

"Don't turn around again, sweetheart."

"I only have a face when you're looking at me."

πŸ‘»πŸ”₯ NOW IT'S YOUR TURN!

If someone handed you a photograph that showed your future, would you dare look? Or would you burn it without taking a peek?

And be honest... how many of you just looked over your shoulder? 😈

πŸŽƒ Only 8 more days until this Halloween baby turns 63! Born on Halloween in 1963, and still collecting spooky stories 63 years later!

Sleep tight, my friends... and if you hear a rocking chair creaking tonight, just remember...

Some things are better left unseen. πŸ‘»

10/23/2026

🌊 So tell me... if you heard a beautiful woman singing from the water at midnight, would you look over the side of the boat?

πŸ΄β€β˜ οΈπŸ§œβ€β™€οΈ 9 DAYS UNTIL MY 63RD BIRTHDAY! πŸŽƒThe Mermaid and the Dead PirateA dark tale from the deep... 🌊They say that on n...
10/22/2026

πŸ΄β€β˜ οΈπŸ§œβ€β™€οΈ 9 DAYS UNTIL MY 63RD BIRTHDAY! πŸŽƒ

The Mermaid and the Dead Pirate
A dark tale from the deep... 🌊

They say that on nights when the moon turns red, you can still hear an old pirate singing somewhere beyond the reef.

Captain Silas Blackthorn had sailed the seas for forty years, stealing gold, sinking ships, and sending innocent sailors to watery graves.

But there was one treasure he wanted more than gold.

A mermaid's heart.

Legend promised that whoever possessed one would live forever.

One stormy evening, Silas heard a beautiful woman singing beneath his ship.

He leaned over the railing and saw her floating in the black water. Long silver hair, pale skin, and eyes as blue as the deepest ocean.

"Come closer, Captain," she whispered. "I've been waiting for you."

Silas grinned and drew his dagger.

"You know what I want, don't you, sweetheart?"

The mermaid smiled.

"Oh, Captain. I know exactly what you want."

She reached up and offered him her hand.

The moment their fingers touched, dozens of pale, rotting hands shot from the water and wrapped around his arms.

Silas screamed as they dragged him beneath the waves.

Deep below, he found himself surrounded by the skeletons of every sailor he'd ever murdered.

And standing before him was the beautiful mermaid.

Only she wasn't beautiful anymore.

Her silver hair had become tangled seaweed. Her skin hung in strips from her skull, and behind her smile were rows of long, needle-sharp teeth.

"Do you remember me, Captain?" she hissed.

Silas shook his head.

"You threw my daughter overboard forty years ago. I have waited every night since."

The mermaid opened her mouth impossibly wide.

And swallowed his heart whole.

They say Captain Blackthorn never died.

His body still wanders the ocean floor, searching for the heart that was stolen from his chest.

But here's the part the fishermen don't like to tell...

Last Halloween, a fishing boat pulled up an old pirate's chest from the bottom of the sea.

Inside was a gold watch, a rusted dagger, and a freshly beating human heart.

Scratched into the inside of the lid were five words:

"SHE NEEDS ONE EVERY YEAR."

The fishermen threw the chest back into the ocean.

But the next morning, all six men were found dead in their beds.

Their chests had been opened.

Their hearts were missing.

And beneath each pillow was a single strand of long, silver hair.

🌊 So tell me... if you heard a beautiful woman singing from the water at midnight, would you look over the side of the boat?

πŸŽƒ 9 days until Halloween... and my 63rd birthday!

Some treasures are better left at the bottom of the sea. πŸ΄β€β˜ οΈ

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