Halloween Morning

Perhaps it's because Halloween falls the day after the anniversary of my grandmother's passing, but I could never fully enter into Halloween glee. I greet the day with a sense of melancholy. I fail to carve pumpkins. I own no costumes.

I do buy candy.

But early this morning, working, I looked up and saw the darkness ceding and the fog holding and something about that made me happy.

A view from my office window of this day, as it began.

To all you happy tricker-treaters: Blessings.