Ghost orb pictures are among the most popular evidence of hauntings, and
orbs can be the easiest subjects for beginning ghost photographers.
Some people seem to attract ghost orbs more than others. We've known ghost hunters who never see orbs in
their photos, but they get great EVP... and vice versa.
Those of us who do capture ghost orbs in pictures, also seem to bring home higher percentages of ghost orb photos
each time. We don't know if the ghosts have become more comfortable with us, or if we're developing an innate sense
of where the orbs are.
Some ghost researchers claim that one or two orb photos per hundred is very good. In profoundly haunted locations,
as many as 35% of our photos will include genuine orbs.
However, at The Myrtles Plantation, we had no orbs in
pictures where humidity should have produced them.
The photo at left was taken in back of The Myrtles Plantation, near the marshy land and pond. We expected
at least a half dozen false (natural) orbs in this and other photos.
(We haven't analyzed other patterns yet, such as images in the grass that may be significant.)
We include this photo to show you that, even in a very haunted location, professional ghost hunters
don't always find great orbs or other anomalies in their photos.
INDOOR ORBS
| Indoors, we generally get more false orbs from
reflecting glass and metal surfaces.
At the right, you
can see one of our
few good orb photos taken at The Myrtles Plantation.
(An enhanced close-up is
shown, below.)
That's a broken piano at the entry to the most haunted wing of The Myrtles Plantation. We checked the piano carefully, and
some of the keys are jammed so that the piano doesn't work.
We also examined it closely for microphones or other
evidence of a hoax. It's a real, broken piano with nothing added. There's no sound equipment
anywhere in that wing, that could account for what we heard later that night.
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After dark, The Myrtles Plantation changes from a pleasant historic home to one of America's most haunted
sites.
During our visit, that piano started playing all by itself, around midnight.
It wasn't a melody, but the "plink, plink, plink" of a small child tapping on the keys at the
far right side of the keyboard.
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The experience was eerie, but one of the less startling events of a dramatic night at The Myrtles Plantation.
We weren't at all surprised to see an orb over the piano in several of our photos--taken from different
directions--including this one.
