Three small pumpkins from the farmers market
Two hand towels – bats and jack-o-lanterns
A plastic cauldron on the table
Stephen King on the couch
Hill House still haunts my dreams
It’s almost Halloween
My cats spend the day watching chickadees
That gather at the feeder on the deck
I pass the time with stories
Then take another chilly run
And spend the evening sober
Sinking into mid-October
With Love,
Natalie