The house looked like a sneaky old jack o'lantern last night when I came in from evening milking. Bright orange windows like eyes, nose, and toothy smile; dark outline looming large against a starry sky like a creepy, hulking beastie crouching by the driveway... waiting to pounce on me and gobble me up.
Just to add to the atmosphere a black cat twined around my feet .
A little, yellow crescent moon was grinning down from the west and the Big Dipper was holding water rather than dumping it on us.
It was a bright, pretty night for all the spooky stuff to be going on. I liked it fine.
Would have been nice if there had been good weather for the tractor pull, this weekend but Ma Nature hasn't been so very kindly to farm folk this year.....
When I was younger Halloween was my favorite holiday....costumes, spooky decorations, scary stories, things that go bump in the night, candy and apples and popcorn balls. Now that I am much too grown up to trick or treat I guess I like Thanksgiving better, but there is something about the 31st of October that still holds a mysterious appeal.