Comedians use the word “death” to describe a routine they perform that nobody laughs at. “I died out there” they’d say. *adjusts tie awkwardly* Sooo, thanks for watching all 31 of these. And if you didn’t then you better hurry up because… Read More ›
Listen. . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall. Adelaide Crapsey, “November Night” Related Posts: – “The Return” – Silent Sundays: The Magic of Halloween (1912) – “Burning the Old Year”
Darlings, another year has passed and I wish you a very happy and spooky Halloween. See you tomorrow when we start counting down another 364 days! Love and kisses, Eva
The Year of Halloween 