I love today.
I look forward to it every year and so does most of my neighborhood. Our trees roll out their red and gold carpet, our black birds pretend they’re ravens, our squirrels chatter with excitement and our raccoons lay low.
Our pumpkins become Jack O’Lanterns and grin or glower, depending on their artists’ mood, our front doors swing open and, best of all, our neighborhood children come out to play.
I love the whimsy and magic of Halloween, the costumes, the giggles, the glee. I love small pudgy hands reaching toward big bowls of candy and the parental admonishment to be polite.
“What do you say?”
I love roving packs of older kids wondering at first and then learning with relief that no one is ever too old to dress up for Halloween.
I love the candy.
I spend most of Halloween at my front door, admiring costumes and handing out candy, though I try every year to sneak down to my friend Carol’s to see what she’s cooked up for the holiday. Carol hands out theme drinks to the adults and full-sized candy bars to the children and I’m pretty sure she’s the reason our neighborhood gets so many trick or treaters each year.
The forecast is excellent this year so we’re expecting a big crowd. I can’t wait.
Happy Halloween! I hope it’s just as sweet in your neck of the woods.