So much to share, so little time (before travel for WFC, that is!). =-)
Sign from the front of our neighborhood.
Let’s get started. This Halloween was our first in our new home. We were told that the community here is rather Halloween-crazy, and that, because of logistics and such, lots of the folk who live in the sparsely-populated countryside flock to our neighborhood with their kids to trick-or-treat. So much that they have cops directing people to park up front, and not allowing cars on the streets.
It’s all true. And it was awesome! In just under two hours, we gave out over 600 pieces of candy (don’t know exactly how many, since we ate some early, then bought more to make up the difference…it may well have been more than this). There were lines of kids coming up to our porch at times. And yet, it was all very polite and friendly. From tiny tots to teens, most of the kids said “Thanks,” or even “Happy Halloween!” The costumes were amazing. And our neighbors, wow! Some of them went all out on decorating. It made me feel like a slacker with a only couple strands of lights, a spider web, and a pumpkin.
Shortly before Halloween, our friend came to visit. We wanted to show him the alligators at Payne’s Prairie, but the La Chua trail was closed for some work. We went to a different trail, one we hadn’t walked yet. And lo and behold, coming towards us on the dike-trail, is a small herd of wild horses. I mean, really, how often do you get to see this? I was agog.
Moving off into the swampy bits.
Lead stallion still on the trail.
This is how close they were!
The horses were being pushed by a park ranger in a golf cart as she tried to get them off the trail (they’d come up on the trail and trapped other visitors out at the end, which is why the rangers had been called out–thanks to the glory of cell phones), but they weren’t budging, only walking along the trail towards us. The lead stallion stared at us, wary and defiant. And simply gorgeous. Whoever says, “Wild horses couldn’t drag me away” had it all wrong–they didn’t have to do any dragging. I was ready to willingly follow them anywhere, they were so beautiful. (Yes, my inner 12-year old is still alive and well, thank you!) Eventually, they moved aside, caught between the ranger and us, and the ranger chatted with us a bit before moving on, leaving us to appreciate the horses a bit longer before turning back.
OK, now for the writers out there: Are you looking for some cool prompts? Maybe a daily one? Check out The Daily Imaginator. It’s a part of The Brainery Writing Workshops, and I’ve been pleased with most of the prompts I’ve seen there. They really get the brain creaking into motion and then humming along with delight as it ponders and pokes at the prompts. (I haven’t tried the workshops yet, but they look interesting. If you try them, let me know what you think.)
OK, that’s about it for now. As November descends on us, darkness increases. Winter’s coming (at least in the northern hemisphere). Think warm.