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Halloween of Shadow
Oct. 31st, 2020 10:17 pmWe got a fair amount of sleep last night, and it was a beautiful sunny day. The leaves had come down like rain in the night. When we looked outside, both back and front lawn were a wonderland of fallen gold. In fact, I knew they'd been falling because I heard the deer rustling through them in the night. We spent a happy morning raking leaves and stuffing them into bags, until we ran out of bags. We used up two packages of bags, which is ten altogether. Then we went for a walk, had a bite to eat, and the Sparrowhawk went to the hardware store to get more bags. He returned with an assortment of necessary items, but no bags. Oops. Really, the wind had risen too much for leaf-raking anyway. I cut open the lids of the pumpkins and scraped out their innards, and then we each cut one jack-o'lantern face. The Sparrowhawk's was very classic. Mine was more zany. I had made up maybe three dozen baggies with candy in them. We put them out on the porch, between the jack-o'lanterns, in a tray with a sign saying "TAKE ONE." We got two tiny little ghosties, and then after dark, several sets of older kids. One big group of siblings came along right at the end, so I told them to just take all the rest of the candy. They couldn't believe their luck.
When I was out raking, I had asked Irish if his girls were going out, and he said no. They just started back to school, and don't want to do anything to jinx that. So I took some bags over to them--in a distant fashion, of course. We ate dinner at the dining room table, which has a good view of the front lawn, so we could see people coming. While we ate, I was talking on the phone to the Diva, who was on her front porch with a bowl of candy. It was so great to talk to her and hear all her news. She got no takers for candy, so she took it back inside. It's sad, because this is the PERFECT Halloween: perfect fallen leaves to scrunch through, perfect spooky breeze through half-bare trees, perfect crisp but clear air, perfect full moon rising! And yet people can't take full advantage of it. Ah well. It was a pretty low-key Halloween, but at least we had one.
When I was out raking, I had asked Irish if his girls were going out, and he said no. They just started back to school, and don't want to do anything to jinx that. So I took some bags over to them--in a distant fashion, of course. We ate dinner at the dining room table, which has a good view of the front lawn, so we could see people coming. While we ate, I was talking on the phone to the Diva, who was on her front porch with a bowl of candy. It was so great to talk to her and hear all her news. She got no takers for candy, so she took it back inside. It's sad, because this is the PERFECT Halloween: perfect fallen leaves to scrunch through, perfect spooky breeze through half-bare trees, perfect crisp but clear air, perfect full moon rising! And yet people can't take full advantage of it. Ah well. It was a pretty low-key Halloween, but at least we had one.
