For the first time in years, I’m at home for Halloween. I’ve been alternating between Suzanne and John’s homes, which has been a lot of fun. Besides, all the children in my neighborhood grew up and moved away, so there have been no trick-or-treaters on my street for a long time.
Now some young families have moved in. I want to see the little ones in their costumes — and avoid driving on such a night. I’ll let you know if I get any takers for the candy, Goldfish cracker bags, or juice boxes.
Meanwhile, I want to share a few photos of the season and hope you like some even if you don’t like Halloween.
I’m starting with the Honk Parade in Somerville. It is on the Columbus/ Indigenous People’s Weekend every non-Covid year.
The band playing at a local church’s fall festival is the wonderful bluegrass group Southern Rail. I can’t resist putting one of their videos at the end of this post.
The boaters are enjoying the Sudbury River in Massachusetts. The meditative bench is on the Seekonk River in Rhode Island.
I love the idea of six-word novels. The creative woman on Sudbury Road had numerous “novels” on pumpkins this year.
Across the street from her yard, the public library featured children’s story books. I’m sure you recognize Curious George.
Don’t know who the banjo players are, given they lack any features, but one seems to be a Union soldier.
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