Hallowe'en drum roll please...

Our youngest daughter has developed herself a reputation for coming up with creative Hallowe'en costumes. In the last four years, she has been a laundry basket, a traffic light, a radio, and a Canada Post mailbox. So this year, she came up with an idea early in September, begged her sister to take her to get a morphsuit, got her dad to drill holes in the glow in the dark star set from her bedroom ceiling so that they could become buttons, sewed them onto a morph bodysuit that covers her completely, and voila: she's the night sky, of course, or at least one or two constellations. She'll glow in the dark at her Hallowe'en dance this afternoon, but I'm not sure how she is going to wear her costume for what will be snowy, chilly, trick-or-treating. Our other girls are going as literary characters, Arya Stark and Elisbeth Salander. Suzanna's Game of Thrones costume is quite pleasing to the eye, a sort of female swashbuckler style, but I'm very glad Christina doesn't always look like The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.

And here are this year's pumpkin masterpieces, Nature, Death and Laughter, 

all born and raised in our backyard. Tomorrow they'll become Soup.

Have happy All Hallow's Eve, All Saints' and All Soul's Days.