We love Halloween and every year something happens to make us love it a little bit more.
In 1993 I spotted a hand lettered sign in the window of an old isolated farmhouse. "Homemade costumes." Ignoring every last chapter of every Stephen King novel I've ever read, I poked my head in the front door. Inside, for the price of a cheap grocery store costume, I found gorgeous, handmade heirloom costumes. My children, previously little waifs whose mother could not thread a needle, held their heads high during the nursery school costume parade and I returned to that farmhouse annually until its owner moved away.Our neighbors love Halloween as much as we do. We live on an active trick-or-treat street and most years the fall leaves still cling to the trees that canopy it and lit jack o-lanterns dot the stoops alongside. When it doesn't snow or sleet, it makes a pretty picture.
Our house usually sports a scarecrow or two, several carved pumpkins…and whatever Molly is carving that year. She began with a white pumpkin, followed the next year by a watermelon, an apple, a green and red pepper, a duck-shaped gourd and, this year, a pineapple.
We'd like to hear about your traditions. Meanwhile, we hope you all enjoy a festive and safe evening. Happy Halloween from Molly and me.
2008 was the year of the Green and Red Pepper. |
In 2009 the pumpkin crop in our backyard failed miserably and the farmer's market pumpkins were especially gutsy. Molly carved an apple that year. (It was very popular...with the ants). |
This year she gutted a pineapple. |
Dude. Happy Halloween. |
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