Every day is for dress-up. Never before did the concept of annual mass-costuming on a pre-determined date seem liberating to me. Since I’ve been old enough to be on the other side of the door, handing out the candy and not counting it, Halloween activities have repeatedly been over-hyped, more stressful then spooky, and less exciting then gaining an extra hour falling back.
This year was a pleasant change. Unexpectedly mild temperatures gave the evening a laid-back essence; everything is better sans parka. Harboring low expectations and draped in a bed sheet I set out ready to come home early. Little did I know that Halloween would charm me so . . .
can you guess who's who and what's what?