My favourite month has gone too quickly and I'm still dreaming of mountain hikes, crunching leaves, and tart apples swirled with rich caramel. Since, aside from a Poe reading and Jack-o-Lantern alley, we didn't do much more than a scattering of decorations and candies, I spent time remembering adventures past and planning for next year's amazing Harvest celebrations. Out East for years, I wandered the narrow streets acting like I knew how to use my camera. No filters needed, the leaves and scenes were lovely enough. And then, for a Day after Hallowe'en ...erm....adventure, I pretended to tunnel to the center of the Earth whilst the guy invented a flying machine. We traveled back to the future for a Steampunk Danse McAbre. We learned two things during this adventure: 1. Some people have a pair of wearable hooves laying around... 2. Therefore, We're not too steampunk. When the clock strikes midnight,the orange & black will switch to reds & greens...everywhere. (And honestly, this year, I'm looking forward to all of carols and traditions; I've already compiled our Christmas Time Wanderlust Wishlist... and its a doozie!) One of the highlights of Main Street living was the trick-or-treating, shutting down the road for 2 hours. We would have hundreds of trick-or-treaters each year, a far cry from our nine this year. While I still have my vintage Hallowe'en collection (oh, and its on display), I loved stacking and styling our 150 year old mantles and inviting groups to share cider and Victorian games around our flat.
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