This year’s display was apparently my biggest success of all. Though a lot smaller than I have done in the past, the proof is in the numbers. And there were a lot of numbers. Bags of candy given out, huge numbers of people coming by, number of photographs taken, you name it. I gave up counting half way through the event.
Everyone who came by, loved the display, took pictures posing next to the key elements.
Hundreds of people came by trick-or-treating. At one point, I had a line of kids stretching from my front door to the end of the driveway. I had to refill my candy bowl several times. Wow!
Approaching the house, you’re greeted with various ghouls, goblins and ghosts. Staples in my display.
Lily, my main ghost is my favorite.
Built years ago, she remains a steadfast element in the display. She has a wispiness about her that always intrigues me.
Most years, Lily is very mobile, moving around, dancing here and there seemingly under her own powers.
Then, you come across a couple of fishermen, illegally fishing in the mermaid sanctuary pond. They don’t care that what they are doing is illegal. Their just a couple of buddies having a grand old time. They’re just sitting out there, with a cooler of beer and sharing good old times while their buddy is back at the dock with the catch of the day.
Yes, it’s unfortunate that Irena is now the catch of the day. The bastard has caught Irena with a simple worm hook and appropriate bait. Apparently, hungry and careless, she fell for the lure and was yanked unceremoniously from her watery home.
On display, hung upside down, she struggles to get free while he gloats to the crowds. That’s right. Irena is still alive and kicking, trying in vain to get back to her watery home and sanctuary.
It’s a photo op for sure. And our fisherman is more than willing to pose with the on lookers while intending upon on having ‘surf and turf’ for dinner tonight. Licking his chops, he is envisioning sitting down to a plate of sushi and steak, all sliced from the same catch of the day.
Good luck Irena. Perhaps some kind soul will come and help set you free.
Won’t someone please help her get back to her watery home and shield her from the wrath of the fisherman whose catch got away? Anyone? Please?
Well, it’s suffice to say, no one did. However, one of my adult trick-or-treaters, dressed as a sea monster, came by to say hello to his cousin. My response to him was, “Well, you had better say goodbye too.” He smile, stroked the side of her head and walked away.
Poor Irena! Even your own family has given you up for lost.
And yes, I even get adults to come trick-or-treating to my door. I love it. They walk with their kids, from the far side of the neighborhood each year, just to see what my deviant mind has come up with this year. They love it. I love it.
We talk and chat while their kids are anxious to move on to the next house. They, of course, are more interested in talking to me. More pictures are taken while they check out the display up close before they finally answer the pleas of their kids and move on.
I love it and they love coming each and every year to my celebration of …
Now, before I go, I invite you to share with me your Halloween memories. Your displays and your thoughts on the holiday. Please feel free to leave a comment and tell me what you think.
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