I love fall. I love Halloween. I don’t always dress up but when I do I usually go as a witch. I wonder what that says about me? Perhaps it’s my inner self showing on the outside. When I was a little girl I played alone for long hours in my backyard. Once in a while I would pretend to be a princess but mostly I pretended to be a witch. I busied myself creating all manner of potions (mostly composed of mud and various flowers) and thinking about how to do healing spells. I can’t really say what that was all about but I’ll bet a good psychologist could have fun analyzing it…and while said psychologist is hard at work trying to decipher the meaning of the whole thing, I’ll be getting out my black nail polish and my pointy black hat for some holiday fun!
If you remember, the poor blow up pumpkin that used to be on my front lawn was lost this year to a fierce wind storm. Now it appears that another part of my outdoor Halloween display is under attack. The neighborhood critters have been feasting on my decorations! A couple of days ago I noticed that one of the pumpkins in my graveyard had some gnaw marks on it.
The next day I looked and things had taken quite a sinister turn.
Now how’s that for a Halloween scene? Yesterday afternoon I noticed that things had gone from bad to worse!
Oh well! My neighborhood is now full of big, fat, well fed squirrels! While the squirrels play eat-the-pumpkins outside, I’ll just have fun playing witch inside!
Wishing all of you a wonderful start to the week, and of course a very happy Halloween! Just a few more days to wait…