Halloween Recap

Someone crawled into bed with me at 4:00 a.m. on the morning of October 31 because she was too excited to sleep. And then around 5:00 a.m., another little someone crawled into bed with me! This necessitated me to move the first little one back to her own bed–which was a mistake, since she woke up and never went back to sleep.

*sigh*

We managed to stay in bed until 6:30, with me drifting in and out of sleep, knowing that the day ahead would be a long one. While the girls were at school having their Halloween parties, I was getting ready for a party at our house after school. Lily’s school had a noon dismissal and trick-or-treating didn’t start until 3:00, so I thought it would be nice to have some of their friends over.

You know how October has been a crafty month for me? I decided to get “crafty” with some Halloween food! I made mummy hot dogs and cheese stick bloody fingers. I made blood punch and a little red pepper jack o’ lantern with veggie dip inside. Unfortunately, I didn’t take pictures of all the food I made! You will have to trust me when I say it looked really cute (or gruesome, depending on how you look at it!).

After the party, we went trick-or-treating with some of Lily and Emmy’s friends. They both dressed up as Rapunzel. A couple of people were confused by Lily’s frying pan, but if you’ve seen the movie Tangled, you would know that Rapunzel used it like a weapon against “ruffians and thieves”.

Oh, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!

It was the perfect fall day, a little on the cool side, but no rain! The girls had a wonderful Halloween. So wonderful, in fact, that Emmy woke up on Tuesday morning and asked me if we could go trick-or-treating again.

This mommy is thankful we have to wait a whole ‘nother year ’til Hallowe’en comes around again!
 
Head on over to Sprite’s Keeper  for more entries in the Spooooky Cycle! (I think I added tooooo many o’s!)

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When the Air is Delicious {Simple Moment, Bigger Picture}

In photography, there is a moment of time called “the Golden hour”. Those moments in time, when the sun is at the perfect height on the horizon, to provide soft and glowing light for the perfect shot. The word “hour” is not an accurate time of this golden shooting period; it may last for a while or it may be fleeting.

Walking home in the late afternoon one day, I was struck by the dark clouds overhead. The sun shone from the west, its rays lighting up fall leaves at the tops of the trees. The smell of rain was in the air, and yet the sunshine made the colors of the trees brilliant.  The clouds loomed dark and ominously overhead behind all that brightness. The air was still. It was raining somewhere.

What a glorious golden hour.

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