Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Halloween in Tucson

Halloween in Tucson is a pretty big deal. I've never seen anything like it actually. To be quite honest, it gives Salem a run for its money. Last year, Every. Single. House. on my sister's block was decked out bigger than Christmas. Except for hers. (It's sort of embarrassing. I'm surprised they didn't get egged).

This year, she promised she'd get into the spirit of it all. "We're going to decorate. I promise! Our house will be the spookiest in Tucson!"

Well.... apparently she decorated.


Please, kids, don't egg her house. On the bright side, she does give out pretty good candy.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Happy Halloween!

Tonight is the night
when dead leaves fly
like witches on switches
across the sky,
when elf and sprite
flit through the night
on a moony sheen.

Tonight is the night
when leaves make a sound
like a gnome in his home
under the ground,
when spooks and trolls
creep out of holes
mossy and green.

Tonight is the night
when pumpkins stare
through sheaves and leaves
everywhere,
when ghoul and ghost
and goblin host
dance round their queen.

It's Halloween!

-Harry Behn

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Another Halloween Favorite...

The Pumpkin Who Couldn't Smile

(Because some things are simply meant to be shared)

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Keeping it under wraps

May I just go on record to say that these things are freakishly scary in real life? They're as tall as an adult, and look astonishing real.


Let's just say that in the future, they won't be placed in my front entry. Trust me. It wasn't a good idea....

Grave Matters

When in Salem...


Old Burying Point
Salem, MA



(sigh) I know. But with 5 boys in tow, whatcha gonna do?

Tim was the ringleader,
I'm afraid.





The Witch House


Ah, Salem. Our favorite place to spend the weekend, and the best place on the planet to spend Halloween!

I guess there are some things about living in New England that we miss.

Fall Leaves

Salem Common

Saturday, October 25, 2008

"Nearly headless...

How can you be nearly headless?"
-Hermione Granger

How about a good old spooky story right before bed? Everyone needs a copy of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow on their nightstand in October...

There was something in the moody and dogged silence of this pertinacious companion, that was mysterious and appalling. It was soon fearfully accounted for. On mounting a rising ground, which brought the figure of his fellow-traveller in relief against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was horror-struck, on perceiving that he was headless!—but his horror was still more increased, on observing that the head, which should have rested on his shoulders, was carried before him on the pommel of the saddle; his terror rose to desperation; he rained a shower of kicks and blows upon Gunpowder; hoping, by a sudden movement, to give his companion the slip—but the spectre started full jump with him. Away then they dashed, through thick and thin; stones flying, and sparks flashing at every bound. Ichabod’s flimsy garments fluttered in the air, as he stretched his long lanky body away over his horse’s head, in the eagerness of his flight.
From The Legend of Sleepy Hollow
by Washington Irving

Less is More. (More or less)

Tucson is Halloween.

It's true. It's huge. Last year, my sister thought she was ready. "I have 100 pieces of candy," she claimed. They ran out. (of course they did!)

And living in a neighborhood like this, it's completely understandable! I'm not sure if even 1000 pieces will be enough!

I have never in my life seen a neighborhood so decked out for Halloween as this one...

And you should see it at night!

(pssst... I think that spider is real. This is Tucson, after all).

Every single house on the block.

Except for this one.
My sister's house.
Less really is more.
I think they'll probably only need 100 pieces of candy.

Friday, October 24, 2008

How to concoct a witch's brew...

Seriously. It's even green. The recipe is over at my sister's blog... (she's just gone private, but she would honestly love you to be a regular. So go ahead and knock on her blog door. She's a good witch. I promise).

Oh, and the witch's brew? I wasn't kidding... It's green. It's good. And you'll love it.

It's a wonderful night for eyebrows. It's a wonderful night for teeth!

It's a wonderful night for Grinch Night!



We ADORE this show. It's a Halloween tradition at our house.
"Max? Max! Go bring the paraphernalia wagon!" Classic.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Monday, October 20, 2008

My Love/Hate Relationship with Martha

She uses ingredients I've never even heard of. She can't talk like a normal person and uses words like "gelatinous mix" instead of Jell-O, or "laaaaatex" gloves instead of latex. Half of her stuff is impossible to do for a mere mortal. I usually feel just great about myself (cough) when I catch one of her shows or leaf through a magazine. But there are occasions where she comes up with something I can actually do or improve on. It's a good thing. I can't believe I just said that.


Pumpkin Lanterns
Take an ordinary paper lantern, dress it up with leaves, a stem, and tendrils, and it will assume a totally unexpected identity: a Halloween pumpkin. A few craft supplies are all you need to transform these inexpensive, light-as-air globes.

Glittered Pumpkins
These decorations bring sparkle to tables and serving areas -- and they last far longer than jack-o'-lanterns. To make one, use a medium-size paintbrush to spread a layer of white glue over the surface of a small pumpkin. Hold pumpkin over a paper plate or a sheet of newspaper to catch excess glitter. Sprinkle powder glitter over pumpkin in several colors (we used penny, persimmon, orange, and pink champagne), covering completely. Let dry for about an hour; shake off excess glitter. Coat stem with brown acrylic paint; let dry. Pumpkins will keep for months.

Batty Bags
These batty bags are easy to make and will be gobbled up by hungry trick-or-treaters. Cinch cellophane bags of jelly beans with these easy construction-paper-covered clothespins.

Spider Toothpicks
These obliging arachnids help guests get a handle on snacks. With scissors, cut the bugs off plastic spider rings (available at party stores), then puncture their centers with a needle tool (from crafts stores). Insert the toothpick into the hole from bottom; color tip with a black marker. Set out with nibbles, such as mini mozzarella balls.

Mashed Boo-tatoes
When you've already got costumes on your mind, why not disguise dinner as well?

Pumpkin Pie Potpourri
Use a pumpkin incense burner to suggest the cozy scent of pie just out of the oven.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Share the Scare

Diane and I had so much fun creating a Halloween gift basket (which I forgot to take a picture of!) for an older sister in the ward. We stuffed it with pumpkin and Frankenstein embroidered dish towels, a classic Halloween book (you're never too old), seasonal See's candy (you can never get enough), a Halloween themed magazine, and lots and lots of love. We were sneaky, she adored it, and we felt great! It doesn't have to cost much, but why not trick-or-treat for someone who needs a little extra love this season?

Tell Me A Scary Story

What's Halloween without a few chills and a scream or two? Carl Reiner. Brilliant. Go buy it.

Something with red beams of light shooting from its eyes was coming down the basement stairs. It came closer and closer... the hair on the back of my neck was sticking straight out. I finally saw it- and it was alive!

What are you still sitting here for? I said go buy it!

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Halloween Cupcake Fun

Halloween is almost here and it's finally starting to feel like fall around here. Here are a few fun cupcake ideas ~ I especially like the peanut butter cup bat and the Jack Skellingtons made from marshmellows. Too cute!

And be sure to check out
this rather adorable (if I do say so myself, and I do) giggling Halloween Baby!
I'm not biased. Really! I'm not!




Friday, September 26, 2008

Boo!

This year I'm making this:


And admiring these:

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Bat-o'-lanterns

I'm feeling that compulsion to decorate. I can't help it ~ Halloween is my favorite holiday!

This year I'm making these cute little bat-0'-lanterns out of mini pumpkins and that craft foam stuff. These are way too cute.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Martha said

Several years ago I heard Martha Stewart say it was okay to display your pumpkins as early as September 1st. Yet it still comes as quite a shock every year when I see the pumpkin displays hit the stores so soon. But yesterday at Sam’s, they had a bazillion pumpkins. And they’re Huge. And so is the price! I was aghast! $8.88! Ack!

So I resisted.
I mean, it is still 94 degrees outside. Seriously. I couldn’t believe people had them in their carts. They’re going to rot.

But then I saw this...



What! It’s not going to rot, its painted terracotta!

Besides, Martha said.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

100 Pieces of Candy

A day or two before Halloween:

Suzie: Do you think you'll have enough candy?
Diane: Oh yes. We've got 100 pieces.
Suzie: Oh. That's all?
Diane: That's alot!
Suzie: You'd better go get more. I've got like 500 pieces. At least. You've got to count for snitching. And possibly people you know. Like the kid next door. You can't just give them one skimpy piece of candy.

Halloween night.... sounds of doorbells ringing:

Suzie: Did you get more candy?
Dave: No. We've got 100 pieces! And it's KitKats. Everyone loves KitKats.
Suzie: Oh. Well, good luck with that.
Dave: We'll have plenty.

Suzie: If you say so. I've got 500 pieces. At least.

20 minutes later....

Diane: Dave's gone to get more candy.
Suzie: Ha!

Cell phone rings... talking to Diane in my left ear and Dave in my right:

Dave: Well, you're right. I'm on my way to buy more candy.
Diane: He says he hates it when you're right.
Suzie to Dave: Told you so.
Diane: I've had to turn away 25 kids since he's been gone.

Dave returned home with 80 more pieces, and the Hamills ran out of candy again. The Lundbergs had about 350 pieces leftover. At least. Don't tell Dave.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Spooktacular!

Uncle Del arrives on the 30th! We'll be carving pumpkins and making chili and getting ready for night of Spookables! Wish you were all here!


To learn about the history of Halloween (Tim and Suzie's favorite holiday), read more!



The History of Halloween

Samhain. All Hallows. All Hallow’s Eve. Hallow E’en. Halloween. The most magical night of the year. Exactly opposite Beltane on the wheel of the year, Halloween is Beltane’s dark twin. A night of glowing jack-o’-lanterns, bobbing for apples, tricks or treats, and dressing in costume. A night of ghost stories and séances, tarot card readings and scrying with mirrors. A night of power, when the veil that separates our world from the Otherworld is at its thinnest. A “spirit night”, as they say in Wales.

All Hallow’s Eve is the eve of All Hallow’s Day (November 1). And for once, even popular tradition remembers that the eve is more important than the day itself, the traditional celebration focusing on October 31, beginning at sundown. And this seems only fitting for the great Celtic New Year’s festival. Not that the holiday was Celtic only. In fact, it is startling how many ancient and unconnected cultures (the Egyptians and pre-Spanish Mexicans, for example) celebrated this as a festival of the dead. But the majority of our modern traditions can be traced to the British Isles.

The Celts called it Samhain, which means “summer’s end”, according to their ancient twofold division of the year, when summer ran from Beltane to Samhain and winter ran from Samhain to Beltane. (Some modern covens echo this structure by letting the high priest “rule” the coven beginning on Samhain, with rulership returned to the high priestess at Beltane.) According to the later fourfold division of the year, Samhain is seen as “autumn’s end” and the beginning of winter. Samhain is pronounced (depending on where you’re from) as “sow-in” (in Ireland), or “sow-een” (in Wales), or “sav-en” (in Scotland), or (inevitably) “sam-hane” (in the U.S., where we don’t speak Gaelic).

Not only is Samhain the end of autumn; it is also, more importantly, the end of the old year and the beginning of the new. Celtic New Year’s Eve, when the new year begins with the onset of the dark phase of the year, just as the new day begins at sundown. There are many representations of Celtic Gods with two faces, and it surely must have been one of them who held sway over Samhain. Like his Roman counterpart Janus, he would straddle the threshold, one face turned toward the past, in commemoration of those who died during the last year, and one face gazing hopefully toward the future, mystic eyes attempting to pierce the veil and divine what the coming year holds. These two themes, celebrating the dead and divining the future, are inexorably intertwined in Samhain, as they are likely to be in any New Year’s celebration.

As a feast of the dead, this was the one night when the dead could, if they wished, return to the land of the living, to celebrate with their family, tribe, or clan. And so the great burial mounds of Ireland (sidhe mounds) were opened up, with lighted torches lining the walls, so the dead could find their way. Extra places were set at the table and food set out for any who had died that year. And there are many stories that tell of Irish heroes making raids on the Underworld while the gates of faery stood open, though all must return to their appointed places by cockcrow.

As a feast of divination, this was the night par excellence for peering into the future. The reason for this has to do with the Celtic view of time. In a culture that uses a linear concept of time, like our modern one, New Year’s Eve is simply a milestone on a very long road that stretches in a straight line from birth to death. Thus, the New Year’s festival is a part of time. The ancient Celtic view of time, however, is cyclical. And in this framework, New Year’s Eve represents a point outside of time, when the natural order of the universe dissolves back into primordial chaos, preparatory to reestablishing itself in a new order. Thus, Samhain is a night that exists outside of time and, hence, it may be used to view any other point in time. At no other holiday is a tarot card reading, crystal reading, or tealeaf reading so likely to succeed.

The Christian religion, with its emphasis on the “historical” Christ and his act of Redemption 2000 years ago, is forced into a linear view of time, where seeing the future is an illogical proposition. In fact, from the Christian perspective, any attempt to do so is seen as inherently evil. This did not keep the medieval church from co-opting Samhain’s other motif, commemoration of the dead. To the church, however, it could never be a feast for all the dead, but only the blessed dead, all those hallowed (made holy) by obedience to God—thus, All Hallow’s, or Hallowmas, later All Saints and All Souls.

There are so many types of divination that are traditional to Hallowstide, it is possible to mention only a few. Girls were told to place hazelnuts along the front of the firegrate, each one to symbolize one of her suitors. She could then divine her future husband by chanting, “If you love me, pop and fly; if you hate me, burn and die.” Several methods used the apple, that most popular of Halloween fruits. You should slice an apple through the equator (to reveal the five-pointed star within) and then eat it by candlelight before a mirror. Your future spouse will then appear over your shoulder. Or, peel an apple, making sure the peeling comes off in one long strand, reciting, “I pare this apple round and round again; / My sweetheart’s name to flourish on the plain: / I fling the unbroken paring o’er my head, / My sweetheart’s letter on the ground to read.” Or, you might set a snail to crawl through the ashes of your hearth. The considerate little creature will then spell out the initial letter as it moves.

Perhaps the most famous icon of the holiday is the jack-o’- lantern. Various authorities attribute it to either Scottish or Irish origin. However, it seems clear that it was used as a lantern by people who traveled the road this night, the scary face to frighten away spirits or faeries who might otherwise lead one astray. Set on porches and in windows, they cast the same spell of protection over the household. (The American pumpkin seems to have forever superseded the European gourd as the jack-o’- lantern of choice.) Bobbing for apples may well represent the remnants of a Pagan “baptism” rite called a seining, according to some writers. The water-filled tub is a latter-day Cauldron of Regeneration, into which the novice’s head is immersed. The fact that the participant in this folk game was usually blindfolded with hands tied behind the back also puts one in mind of a traditional Craft initiation ceremony.

The custom of dressing in costume and “trick-or-treating” is of Celtic origin, with survivals particularly strong in Scotland. However, there are some important differences from the modern version. In the first place, the custom was not relegated to children, but was actively indulged in by adults as well. Also, the “treat” that was required was often one of spirits (the liquid variety). This has recently been revived by college students who go ‘trick-or-drinking’. And in ancient times, the roving bands would sing seasonal carols from house-to-house, making the tradition very similar to Yuletide wassailing. In fact, the custom known as caroling, now connected exclusively with Midwinter, was once practiced at all the major holidays. Finally, in Scotland at least, the tradition of dressing in costume consisted almost exclusively of cross-dressing (i.e., men dressing as women, and women as men). It seems as though ancient societies provided an opportunity for people to “try on” the role of the opposite gender for one night of the year. (Although in Scotland, this is admittedly less dramatic—but more confusing—since men were in the habit of wearing skirtlike kilts anyway. Oh well...)

To Witches, Halloween is one of the four High Holidays, or Greater Sabbats, or cross-quarter days. Because it is the most important holiday of the year, it is sometimes called “The Great Sabbat”. It is an ironic fact that the newer, self-created covens tend to use the older name of the holiday, Samhain, which they have discovered through modern research. While the older hereditary and traditional covens often use the newer name, Halloween, which has been handed down through oral tradition within their coven. (This often holds true for the names of the other holidays, as well. One may often get an indication of a coven’s antiquity by noting what names it uses for the holidays.)

With such an important holiday, Witches often hold two distinct celebrations. First, a large Halloween party for non- Craft friends, often held on the previous weekend. And second, a coven ritual held on Halloween night itself, late enough so as not to be interrupted by trick-or-treaters. If the rituals are performed properly, there is often the feeling of invisible friends taking part in the rites. Another date that may be utilized in planning celebrations is the actual cross-quarter day, or Old Halloween, or Halloween O.S. (Old Style). This occurs when the sun has reached fifteen degrees Scorpio, an astrological “power point” symbolized by the Eagle. The celebration would begin at sunset. Interestingly, this date (Old Halloween) was also appropriated by the church as the holiday of Martinmas.

Of all the Witchcraft holidays, Halloween is the only one that still boasts anything near to popular celebration. Even though it is typically relegated to children (and the young-atheart) and observed as an evening affair only, many of its traditions are firmly rooted in Paganism. Incidentally, some schools have recently attempted to abolish Halloween parties on the grounds that it violates the separation of state and religion. Speaking as a Pagan, I would be saddened by the success of this move, but as a supporter of the concept of religion-free public education, I fear I must concede the point. Nonetheless, it seems only right that there should be one night of the year when our minds are turned toward thoughts of the supernatural. A night when both Pagans and non-Pagans may ponder the mysteries of the Otherworld and its inhabitants. And if you are one of them, may all your jack-o’-lanterns burn bright on this All Hallow’s Eve.