Saturday, November 3, 2012

ALL SOULS DAY - November 2, 2012

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

Pumpkins held up nicely for Night 3 as did the still weather. The one pic I'll post from All Souls Day..

At sunset jets carved up the sky

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