Monday, October 4, 2010

Memories of Halloween



From the smell of woodsmoke in the crisp night air, to the smell of the grease paint we used on our faces, these are just a few of the things that evoke memories of Halloween's past.
As a child, this was my second favourite time of year, the first being Christmas.
I remember getting out from school and literally running home to wolf down supper, just to get a head start on getting reading for trick-or-treating.
While some carried pillowcases for their loot, I always preferred a highly decorated plastic bag, making sure I had extras in my pocket if needed.
We'd run from door to door, talking amongst each other, figuring out which house was best to hit first.
There was a magic in the air and everything felt sinister. Back then I even remember looking at the night sky, thinking that I just might spot a witch gliding past the moon on her broom. Ghosts lurked everywhere, providing that extra thrill we all so desired.
These memories comfort me now, and I smile whenever this time of year comes around.

What memories do you have of Halloween?

4 comments:

  1. Great post, love!

    I never trick or treated as a child (as far as I can remember), and have always disliked the occasion.
    These days I disconnect the door bell and pull the curtains shut, then ignore any little buggers knocking. ;)

    I know, I'm an old curmudgeon at times. :P

    Adam

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  2. I don't think it's anywhere near as big in the UK. :)


    Adam

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  3. I always hear dead leaves skittering along the ground in the dark.

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