Dia de los Muertos
The Pumpkin Committee awakens this am wiping away the crust from its eyes. Heads hurting. While grateful there was a break in the weather for the neighborhood children to prowl the streets for candy and treats, some of us only got 11 trick or treaters, so we had to take one for the team and finish the candy ourselves. It was a hard fall off the wagon. It is a bleak vision to come into a new day to the splash of rain on the rooftops. At least the candy wrappers of the past will be washed into the gutters and given to the sea.
Today, as the Pumpkin Committee consolidates the carving contestants for voting, we will also be cleaning the cobwebs of October. Real cobwebs, decorative cobwebs, and the proverbial cobwebs of the mind.
Dia de Los Muertos also gives us pause, to remember those that have passed. An alter of remembrance. Another carving season is done as the promise of voting begins.
The hope for you today is to bask in the Autumn glory. If you’re lucky enough to get to experience the transitioning orange, red and purple glow of trees with the changing season, take a deep breath, and really experience the minutes and hours before the race of holidays to come. The daylight hours shorter. Time flies. Time flies. Tempus fugit. Don’t let it slip away.
Voting details to come.