...All Hallow's Eve

So I carved one of my pumpkins after all. My neighbors invited me over for pizza and a pumpkin carving party this afternoon, which sounded like fun--and it was. We ate and talked and laughed and made some pretty cute jack o'lanterns. I can't remember the last time I bothered with a pumpkin. Leaving them whole, as fall decorations, is more my style now that the kids are grown.

Not many trick-or-treaters out tonight, not in our neighborhood, anyway. But there have been some cute costumes (on the little ones) and gruesome costumes (on the bigger ones).

Something that made me smile: A little boy leaned his head in my door and said, "Ah, it smells like pumpkin pie in there!" Nope, not pie--just a double batch of my Grandma V's apple cake.

Happy Halloween!