Typically, throughout the winter and early spring, I experience a dearth of Halloween. Too cold and wet for my workshop (which doubles as my backyard). And not a pumpkin in sight.
And then, I stumble upon a sight like this on a neighbourhood walk. And my faith is restored.
Getting home late from the party. Or preparing early. Either way, it made my night.
And then, I stumble upon a sight like this on a neighbourhood walk. And my faith is restored.
Getting home late from the party. Or preparing early. Either way, it made my night.