It's such a fun night for kids, going outside in the spooky dark to visit the neighbors in a disguise and see if they can guess who is behind the mask, freezing in your costume but always game for "just one more house", returning home to spread your candy out on the floor and trade with your siblings for the stuff you like best. My oldest daughter just texted me to ask if I remember her two favorite costumes: a bride and a cowgirl.
Of course I do!
"From ghoulies and ghosties and long-legged beasties
and things that go bump in the night,
good Lord deliver us."
...Scottish prayer
Black cats are supposed to be frightening and portend bad luck.
This friendly guy was greeting people on the street in Charleston yesterday. There were cars whizzing by, lots of big feet stepping all around him, but he didn't seem to notice.
All he wanted was a scratch and a rub.
Nothing scary about him!
If black cats are supposed to bring bad luck, do white ones bring good luck? This cat lives in a liquor store in our small town. Because he guards the place from marauding mice when the store is closed, he gets his sleep during business hours. You can see his assistant in the background.
Now this is spooky!
There are horses in a paddock and a vegetable garden all surrounded by old oak trees draped with Spanish moss. There sits a wheelchair.
It's been there so long it, too, is draped with moss.
Who sat there? Was its owner the gardener? What happened to him?
I wouldn't want to walk here on Halloween night!
My children and then my grandboys have always sweetly handed over to me the Almond Joys from their trick-or-treat bags.
Guess I'll have to buy my own this year
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