The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Halloween is my favorite.  I love making decorations and decorating for it, I love making costumes, I love wearing costumes, I love that Eric loves costumes & I get to make them.  I love redecorating and costuming just for the trick-or-treaters and I love that when digging through the storage unit we had a box that said "body parts, weapons".  But this year there is no Satan Claus for us. [sniff] I had a GREAT* idea for my costume for this year, too; even started assembling the parts and materials.

These are mostly from a really great "bag of bones" that I got from Lillian Vernon a couple years ago; there are shoulder blades, ribs, hands, feet, vertebrae, coccyx, etc.  Say what you want about the LV catalog, but it has some great Halloween decorations and a good sale just in time.

As, I've mentioned I did decorate a little bit, though.  Some spiders and snakes and weapons on the porch that I couldn't really get captured with my camera, silicone blood drips on the windows, and Eric's antique medical cabinet filled with bones (and a few roaches).  And then the snow came.  It doesn't stay for long and the driveway and road are clear, but it sure messes with my paradigm to see my haunts against a wonderland of snow.

The head part of the jilted bride I put together last year hovers above the snow covered deck as the property is overtaken by the clouds.  Or is that some kind of sinister, evil-doing mist?

I know it's not yet the Big Day, but to my Pacific Northwest eyes this just looks like I never-got-around-to-taking-it-down-and-here-it-is-already-February.

You can tell it's the scary kind of raven because it just sits there getting snowed on and stares with it's empty bird eyes as you drive by.

*That's right ALL-CAPS, bold, italic, and underline.