Happy Howl-o-ween!
Happy Howl-o-ween! Hope you and all your loved ones and critters have a festive and safe one.
Here’s a picture of Vinnie in costume. Note his “natural” black mask . . .
To the Bat Cave!
. . . and one of Ted, who needs no adornment to look perfectly ghoulish. . .
Don't even think about dressing me in costume!
No Halloween parties for us this year. My husband, Vinnie and I are taking a few days off for some much-needed R & R in one of our favorite haunts in the universe, Mendocino County in Northern California. Although we’re just a few hours north of San Francisco, things are very different here. The air smells cleaner and sweeter, the light is often an eerie pearly lavender, and the landscape’s mostly wild and unfettered. Some locals say this is a place of ancient spirits. I’ll let you know if I run into any. In the meantime, here are some suitably spooky pictures of the natural landscape around here — no costumes necessary:
Ghostly Cypress Trees
What lurks in those dark depths?