Here’s a brief overview of how things looked during the Halloween festivities that my kids orchestrated last night . I was working until late, so I didn’t get to see many of the visitors, but everyone seemed impressed, and a few kids were genuinely terrified.
Gate at the entrance to the yard.
There were 17 torches lit, some red lamps on the ground, and some ultraviolet lights on the porch.
I wish I could have seen it all! There were 150 trick-or-treaters! Double the number from last year.
Some (real) animal skulls decorate the grill.
This one’s hard to see, but that’s “radioactive waste” spilling out.
Werewolf in the little tree. My son did some tree-trimming and used the branches as props and barriers behind the display, which worked well for keeping people in the right area of the yard.
Orange kitty ignored the spider and ghost.
Heat lamps feel good on a chilly evening.
And now, the pumpkins:
If you know this one, you know it, if you don’t, you don’t.
My son did this one of a friend of his who lives in Canada.
If you’ve ever been to the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland, there’s a warning at the end, “Beware of hitchhiking ghosts!”
Another one of my son’s friends.
I took the original photo here, which I’ll show in another post later, but this shows two of my sons!
All those child-sized mannikins from a store that closed came in handy.
The one in the center is the person behind all this (with kitty.) He said some people had him pose with them for pictures.
Which one is the real one here?
Close-up of skeleton pumpkin.
Treat bucket. This one has been around a long time. Always reminds me of Edward Gorey.
Black kitty resting on my son.
When I was a kid, I was afraid of everything. I was so scared of scary things, I even hid in the bathroom during kindergarten story time because there was a giant in Jack and the Beanstalk. I would never have gone near something like this, even with my parents! I’m really glad I’m grown up enough to enjoy this now, thank goodness, but I’d never go to one of those haunted houses. But I’m still mystified about why people like being scared! Do we just not get enough adrenaline flowing in our lives anymore that we need a jolt from time to time? What do you think?