October Wind Down

As I write this, snowflakes swirl among the barren branches in our back yard - what a transformation three days can bring.  Here's to the halcyon days of late October, Willy Nilly Friday and Mosaic Monday.

ONE: Cooler temperatures translate to curling up with a captivating book, preferably in a pair of warm socks and cute Halloween earrings.

TWO: Baking warms the house, launching delectable aromas of butter, cinnamon and fruit.

THREE: A walk along the lakeshore soaks up the last of the toasty rays of the sun.  The swimming docks have been pulled high onto the beaches, and even the buoys are festooned with cottonwood leaves, awaiting the delighted screams of the kids next summer.


FOUR: Halloween opens the door for creativity, from carving pumpkins to adopting another persona for the night.

In our town, the costume contest is a serious event, proof positive that Whitefish is in touch with its inner child. Which picture is us?

Yes, you got it - Pretty Clown and Hobo Clown.  We didn't win any prizes, but the compliments we heard as we "crawled" the eight mandatory judging locations was accolade enough for us.

FIVE: And then the next day dawned.  Snow dusted the grass, and I thought the expression on our ghost said it all.  On top of that, deer had eaten every flower from my mums overnight, and two of our pumpkins disappeared.

At first, we thought pranksters might have stolen our special squash, but it seemed so out of character for our town.  And then, I discovered this remnant on the porch - what do you think?  Hungry deer, bear or teenage werewolf?

Yes, golden October is gone and drafty November has arrived.

Linking to Willy Nilly Friday

Linking to Mosaic Monday