November 1, 2008
the day after . . .
November 1st is usually a quiet, relaxed sort of day. Un-decorating day. And this November 1st is a beautiful day: bright sunshine . . . a light breeze swirling through the dry leaves, torn curtains and remaining cobwebs . . . and freezing cold. The jack-o-lanterns on the porch do not have to fear rotting any time soon. They're safe. If the temperature remains where it is today, they just might make it until Christmas. It's time now to enjoy a last pumpkin spice latte and some leftover miniature chocolate bars (they're small so you can eat 10 times as many) and reflect on a great Halloween night. Perfect weather. Clear and frosty. Lots of trick-or-treaters . . . not counting those who were afraid to approach the house. Some laughed. Some screamed. Some screamed and laughed. And only a few cried (even when I took off my mask). Hmmmm . . . odd.
And it's time for my least favourite Halloween activity: packing it all away. Rolling up cobwebs and torn curtains. Stacking the tombstones. Tearing heads and arms off props. Snuffing out the candles . . . and then . . . starting to plan for next year (perhaps after a short break). It's also time to catch up on some of the Halloween countdown blogs I've been too busy to read during the past few weeks.
A little more leftover candy would make a nice accompaniment to blog reading . . . uh-oh . . . all gone. I wonder if my children would notice if I took just one . . . or two . . .
Labels: halloween memories