Last week's shopping list had an unusual item on it: "a few whole pumpkins, in different colours". Wasn't me, but I could figure what Pammy was up to. She's been bitten by the Halloween bug, following our driving holiday across America this time last year.
Before that we were two happy little Halloween grinches. In previous years, when kids came to our door trick or treating, we'd just say "sorry kids, we're not into Halloween, that's an American thing." Poor little things, they probably got more rejections than lollies, but that's the thing about Halloween here. It's not an Australian tradition... but it is catching on with the current generation of kids, including these two big old kids here at Amateur Land.
|And so this is what Pammy did by our front|
door. A few pumpkins laid on a bed of sugar
cane mulch, nasturtiums in a tin vase filled
with water – instant Halloween harvest scene!
|Typical harvest scene on the front steps of a|
nice old house in Galveston, Texas.
|In New York City, the ghouls get married,|
the pumpkins are carved, all ready to party.
|A town square in sleepy Greensboro, Georgia had one of these|
pumpkin and haybale settings on all four corners of the square.
|A creepy old witch greets visitors to this house|
in Charleston, South Carolina.
|And in New Orleans, Louisiana the pumpkin|
carvers were outnumbered by the ghosts and
ghouls, but these guys are still laughing.
|This was one of the smaller ones there, and|
it cost about $8. To find out what happened
next, I'll be back real soon!