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Wednesday, 31 October 2018

Just before showtime, Jodie and Doug from the J’s house across the street came so we could see their costumes.

a flapper and Burt Reynolds of Smoky and the Bandit (Allan’s photo)

And a hummingbird got a last sip from the fuchsia display.  I was hoping that humans would notice the many hardy fuchsia flowers I had added to the entryway and grotto.  The hummingbirds had been all over them since yesterday.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Tony arrives (Allan’s photo)

and Scott (Allan’s photo)

Scott bearing treats (Allan’s photo); Wendi came to say she would have to miss the trick or treating but she brought me the prettiest little china cat and a bag of candy for the kids.

 

tiki torches in the front fenced garden

the tuteur ghost

Scott, Tony, and the driveway spooky corridor

In the house, I had blocked off the entry to my private lair with a last minute brilliant idea.

physocarpus and fuchsia branches in the hallway and a strategically placed bookshelf

book: Beyond This Point Are Monsters by the brilliant psychological suspense writer Margaret Millar

Scott had made Halloween cookies.  The spider bodies are halved malted milk balls.

so clever

Tony made an assortment of exquisitely flavorful and varied roll ups, and later J9 arrived with hummus and chips, and Heather of Niva green brought good ham, cheese, and crackers, so we were able to keep our strength up for the onslaught.

Allan’s photo

Before more guests arrived, Skooter was snoozing on his favourite cupboard at the entrance to the kitchen.

He loves this space where he barely fits.

He stayed there all evening, getting pets and smooches from every cat lover in attendance.  Frosty had been in my room, and was still there at the end; I wondered later if he had been trapped behind the hallway shrubbery.  (He could still have gone out the south cat door.)

Rootin’ Tootin’ Rudy was also in attendance.

(Next time, I must find something to hide the milk crates; they are bringing down the tone, although I doubt anyone noticed but me.)

Allan and Rudy and Scott (Tony’s photo)

Someone thought Allan’s costume was that of a wizard.  No, a garden gnome.

Hallow-evening began with the first trick or treaters, not very many, arriving before five o clock.

the first to arrive (Tony’s photo)

A handler backing out the cow (Allan’s photo)

I realized later that the costumes this year were often so huge that they would not have fit down the usual route, the narrow front sidewalk entry.

A steady flow of trick or treaters arrived soon after the cow.

I went on a walkabout before dark, and Allan took a long walkabout, much further than mine, after dark.  (That will be our next post, shared from our Ilwaco blog.)

Todd and Karen Brownlee had arrived while I was gone and toured the garden.  I was sorry to have missed this tour.

Allan’s photo

When I returned, I was so sore from four days of plant-iferous decorating that I was happy to take a chair and just watch.  The new garage set up worked well.  At least twelve chairs, lined up on each side, were filled with grown ups who had a good view of the costumes.

Unicorn Teresa of The Planter Box arrives.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony, Scott, Del, Wendy (Tony’s photo)

Heather of NIVA green and our Tony (Tony’s photo)

Tony’s photo

Allan’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony took videos, as well.  Here is one taken just as he and Scott arrived. Later, three videos show how crowded the trick or treat scene gets, here, here, and here.

 

Joe Chasse and friend arrive (Allan’s photo)

Cathy and Captain Bob come to check our our decor before they returned to greet the Long Beach trick or treaters (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Seaview Sara and Matt arrive (Allan’s photo)

 

Amy (left) from the Port Office (Tony’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Planter Box Teresa appears as a unicorn (Allan’s photo)

Tony’s photo

Allan’s photo

Lorilyn and her fella arrive; she had a box of sand dollars to hand out as extra treats (Tony’s photo)

Judy and Larry from Ocean Park came; sadly, Donna and Jan and Michele and Devery were missing, and missed, because of bad colds and a family obligation.

Erin of Cranguyma Farms came with her eleven year old son Diego, who passed out the treats for the rest of the evening.

Erin as La Catrina (Erin’s photo)

After this large dinosaur left, we got Diego to sit in the very first chair because having a dinosaur all the way into the mid-grotto made it too crowded. (Tony’s photo)

This critter barely fit under the garage door and would never have fit through our front entry arches and gate. (Tony’s photo)

Tony’s photo

Kelli, a local teacher and avid reader, came with her very good dog Gromit, here shown with Diego.

As darkness fell, it was kinda magical.

Jessika, Jared, and Willa from right next door

Our guests loved the feeling of being enclosed in a sparkling and slightly haunted woodland.  (They also liked our ready-to-go protest signs.)

I loved my two treasure chests complete with spooky books, and got rather bossy when the grownups moved forward and blocked them from view; I insisted everyone stay back so the kids could see the treasures on either side of the entrance.  Many of the small children stopped and looked very carefully at each object along the way.

Scott and Tony had carved five elaborate jack o lanterns.

Tony’s photo

a momentary lull

Ocean Park Sarah and Seaview Sara & Matt, with one of Sarah’s little dogs

When we first began handing out treats in 2010, we were surprised that people of all ages come around.  There is not much else to do in our small town on Halloween for anyone underage, and we welcome all.  The older ones have some of the best costumes.

I wish Allan had been back from his walkabout when Napoleon Dynamite showed up.

I said, “Oh, that’s my husband’s favourite movie!” and Napoleon said, “Finally, someone who gets it!”

When Allan returned, I learned he had had his photo taken with another garden gnome.

He had also allegedly had his photo taken with a lovely mermaid at Queen La De Da’s; I haven’t seen the evidence yet.

We loved having dogs at the party!

Scott, Sarah, and pups (Mabel now has Rudy’s hat.)

Here is a costume I would wear if I could find a basket big enough:

an inspired planter outfit

Our friend the unicorn (Teresa of The Planter Box), left, was keeping the tally for most of the evening.

We all told Wonder Woman that we are counting on her to save the world.

a steampunk gentleman

Dorothy and a fairy

Cute dog alert!

Thandi of the Sou’wester, little Celestine, and an intellectual friend

Tony’s photo

Cella and the tally sheet

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

close observation of details

checking everything out—I love this kid!

I like to think that children of memory-forming age will have memories of our Halloween display, maybe for a lifetime.

Allan’s photo

Diego (Allan’s photo)

Jules and Felix from Salt Hotel

Tony’s photo

Here they come to save the day.

Our Tweetybird

One young man sorrowfully said to us, “I have some bad news for you—your bird has died.”

treasure chest

Finally, there were no more trick or treaters and no laughter and screams in the distance to let us know more might come.  All but one of our guests left. J9 and I finally had time for a visit.

More!

tiki torches still aglow as Allan took down the cats and bats orange window film (Allan’s photo)

J9 stayed behind for a considerable time to help us bring in garden ornaments from the driveway, de-cobwebbify the entryway (cobwebs look so tawdry the next morning) and remove the treasure chests and enough decorative branches to be able to get the garage door shut.  (She has a party help business called Have Tux, Will Travel, and knows just how to efficiently and carefully dismantle decorations.)

Skooter had had a very good evening with everyone who came into the kitchen giving him love.

The tally was a little messy, especially the part where I was trying to keep count.  It added up to 601.  The Beards Hollow Pirates house, one block east, counted 589 so I think about 600 is a safe bet.

Things to remember for next year:

Hang the Halloween wreath on the garage doorway frame so it shows better. Don’t forget to remove the hook before the end of evening garage door closing.

Get some fabric with leaves (flat bed sheets with patterns?) for the back wall and other areas.  Or even just grey or green.Ross Dress for Less across the river has sheets at a reasonable price. Maybe camouflage the inside of the garage door where it forms the ceiling.  Maybe not because of some of the very tall costumes could get caught up in any fabric or cobwebs.  

If one of our guests brings a cardboard box of treats in, make them put their stuff in a basket so there is not a boring cardboard box in the photo later. (I am bossy.)  It is all in the details.

Cover the milk crates!   I also did not like that the outdoor buckets were not covered, but they did not show after dark.

Get a couple of pieces of cool driftwood to put on either side of the garage entrance once the door is opened on Halloween day.  Or some kind of faux wood curved entrance that doesn’t take up too much room.  More driftwood or branches entry effect could be added right outside the garage door, stuck through or tied to the arbor.  Not too big for giant costumes to enter through.

This is an event we look forward to all year.  Just 12 months till the next time!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We have four days off to prepare for Halloween.  We should go to Diane’s garden one of those days, but as I begin this post on Sunday night, I have so much left to do and am so tired that I don’t think we will make it.  Then right after Halloween, Allan is selling his boating book at a holiday bazaar, with only part of Thursday to work before he has to help set up.  Therefore, I guess that we are having an almost mini vacation.

You still have time to go see Allan at his table today or tomorrow (November 2&3) at the holiday bazaar at the Ocean Beach Presbyterian Church, 5000 N Place in Seaview.

Saturday, 27 October 2018

All weekend long, from the midmorning moment when I read the news of the synagogue murders in Pittsburgh, it felt peculiar and trivial to be preparing for Halloween.  And yet I did.

Frosty in the morning

I woke up early with the feeling of much to do.  I do not know how we used to pull together the Halloween corridor of spooky plants in just two days.  The weather forecast is for rain, so I had decided we would have the trick or treating in the garage; if we can’t be outside, the front porch is way too small for the number of folks coming to the party that Tony and Scott are hosting here.

Yesterday I had a delightful brainstorm of turning the garage into a haunted forest grotto…with plant material in buckets of water so the buckets won’t tip over…and lining the driveway with plant-y stuff stuck into big pots with potting soil in them to hold the branches and stems steady.

I did not think of the potting soil idea till today so Allan went off to buy some (and pumpkin pie makings).  On the way, he delivered a bouquet to Jenna, who is having a ghost event at Salt tonight.

bouquet

supposed to be a little spooky

ghostly duo at Salt

I also asked Allan to get me some autumn leaves because I have an idea.

He got them at Black Lake.

I started to set up buckets and fill them with water.  I put some plant stuff in the pots on one side, and in pots and buckets outside when Allan filled them with soil.  I was afraid the water would get stinky in four days and yet I could not wait…

I like the garden to be wild and tall in the winter.  Since I began decorating for Halloween with plant stuff, I have to clip more tall perennials down than I would like.

before

Those lilies will be part of the decor.

before

Allan hung tarps to mask our garden supplies.  Have had these posts for years; finally decided to paint them Halloween colors and do…something with them.

just a start

Allan inherited a box of Halloween decorations from his mom.  These two figures are the biggest.  Making a treasure chest.

Another chest to fill, but with what? I decided on some fishing floats because I don’t have enough Halloweeny stuff (or any treasures).

starting to fill the pots outside

Next door, Jared and Jessika have one big ghost.  That is easier than my obsession with my Corridor of Spooky plants.

ghost and Rudder (Allan’s photo)

I went inside in the late afternoon with three hours to spare to finish my four part Smoky memorial blog.  I had to finish 2016, and then do 2017.  In the process, I deleted almost 13,500 extraneous photos from my iPhoto.  Blog fodder photos are not all keepers, and I wish I had the discipline to delete the narrative flow photos daily.

We had promised to go to Jenna’s evening event.  At the very last minute, I uploaded some late October Smoky photos, in tears at the end of his life; I still had more to add from September and October of that year.  I could hardly bear to leave my computer.

Salt Pub, Ghost Adventures

We were later than we should have been and had to sit in back, even though it was 45 minutes till the pre-show started.  Our Jenna had appeared as a historic figure in the Travel Channel’s Ghost Adventures series in a four parter set locally, called Graveyard of the Pacific.  Her episode took place at the North Head Lighthouse a couple of miles from home.  You can read all about it here.

Jenna as MC

Ghost stories preceded the show.  The first one was told by a woman in a cat costume about being visited by the ghost of a beloved cat.  I was in tears again.

kitty ghost story  (Allan’s photo)

and another ghost story (Allan’s photo)

Jenna has her own ghost stories to tell.

Heather from NIVA green

Heather’s was a true tale about crows and was my favourite story other than the kitty.  She put out some artificial crows as a last minute Halloween decoration and rushed to buy some candy.  When she returned, her roof and trees were full of 300 crows, come to check out the “new” ones.

Jenna’s spouse, Don, had a ghostly tale of the house where they live.

During the show, we were offered the chance to play a bingo game based on the television stylings of Ghost Adventures.

Our Jenna on telly

Let me just say that Jenna and the other local actors were the best part…You can watch the show right here on youtube (while it lasts).  Jenna brought a quiet gravitas to the role of a woman who by accident or on purpose went over the edge of cliff into the sea.

My mind wandered out the window when she was not on the screen.

I could watch in a television reflection floating over the marina.

At home after ten, I had to sit down and finish putting my photos in the 2017 Smoky story.  I still have Allan’s to add tomorrow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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31 October 2017

A couple of months ago, our friend Tony, who had been talking about having a garden party here, asked if he could invite some friends for Halloween.  Absolutely, said I. He said he and his husband, Scott, would bring food. and all we would have to do is set up, so we did.  (I also had cleaned the house including dusting almost every tchotchke; the cleaning went on into the afternoon of Halloween day.)

I was adding the last touches to the Corridor of Spooky Plants when Tony and Scott, and our mutual friend Jan, and the first trick or treaters arrived shortly after four.

Tony arrives!

adding the last touches

4:45; our mutual friend Shelly arrives, taking photos on her iPad. (Allan’s photo)

Tony and Scott (Allan’s photo)

Scott’s jack o lantern. (Allan’s photo)

Scott helps set out tea lights (small artificial candles)

5:20 PM: Trick or treaters were in full force by now. Because of the beautiful weather, we had set up all the food on a picnic table outside.  (Allan’s photo)

Carol had arrived from Seattle, along with David and Melissa, Judy and Larry, and about ten friends of Tony and Scott’s.  Larry and Judy and a nice couple new to me did much of the treat handling at the gate, and Larry did a superlative job of keeping a paper and pen tally of trick or treaters.

Judy had brought me a new piece of her art representing my cat Smoky’s having passed this Halloween morning.

the groaning board

Scott and Tony’s homemade jalapeno poppers (Allan’s photos)

Scott’s delicious mummy truffles

one of Tony’s great selfies

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

We had set up two campfires, one in the traditional campfire area back by the bogsy woods, and one closer, made of an old barbecue top and a metal plant stand on a metal table.  The closer one was the one that got lit.

The trick or treaters were non stop from 5 till 7:30 and kept arriving in groups till 8:30, with some straggling groups after that.

local art teacher Kelli and her sons (Allan’s photo)

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

At 5:30 PM, Seattle Carol and I left for a walkabout of the town (which will be covered in another post).

Allan took some views from the roof.

across the street at the J’s

At our inner gate, each new set of trick or treaters presented themselves to an appreciative audience.

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Allan’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

the horde (Tony’s photo)

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

Tony’s friends in the garden (Tony’s photo)

garden at dusk (Tony’s photo)

garden touring (Tony’s photo)

tiki torches leading to the bogsy woods (Tony’s photo)

At 6:15, Carol and I returned.  I thought Tangly Cottage looked rather fine as we approached from the west.

Outside our gate, Maddy of Pink Poppy Bakery was bringing her brand new baby girl to meet us.

Maddy and Quincy

Maddy and Q (Allan’s photo)

Quincy, 16 day old chili relleno (Allan’s photo)

Q had originally been dressed as Ruth Bader Ginsburg, but that costume had been too elaborate for the baby’s comfort and only stayed on for a few moments.

Tony’s photo

our house from across the street. Pumpkinhead Gardener shows up well.

7:30 PM: spotlight illuminating Allan’s pumpkinhead gardener (Allan’s photo)

the Corridor of Spooky Plants

I wish I had the patience to make the cobwebs more gossamery.

Tony’s photo

bench blocking the front path

Teresa of the Planter Box arrives at 6:30, after closing down her garden store for the evening.

Allan put out the two pumpkin pies that he had baked. (Tony’s photo)

campfire (Tony’s photo)

Around the campfire, I found that one of my favourite local artists, Wendy Murry, had arrived (on the left, with Tony).

Tony and Wendy

around the campfire (Allan’s photo)

Wendy and her spouse, Del, toured our house and appreciated all the art and tchotchkes.  Tony came indoors to see the various pieces of Wendy’s art that I have collected at the annual 6×6 auction over the years.

Tony’s photos of some Wendy art:

my favourite Wendy art of all from last year

I felt comfortable having guests because the house was so clean.  Wendy and Del’s style of interior decorating is similarly…full.

Del and Wendy noticed, as did Carol, that I had put my scariest books on display.

I didn’t get good photos of the two bouquets I had made.

corridor of spooky plants at night (Allan’s photo)

Tony and Teresa (Allan’s photo)

Scott and Tony (Tony’s photo)

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

Teresa (Tony’s photo)

Tony’s photo

Tony’s photo

a real ghost (Allan’s photo)

kind of captures the feel kids must get walking up the corridor (Allan’s photo)

Our new ghost projector lamp turned out to be pretty effective.

Steve of the Bayside Garden arrived and we had a visit in the house.  We must tour his and John’s garden soon and see some new areas they have recently created.

At 7:45, Allan went on his walkabout of town.

At 8:40, the almost full moon came out.  I wrote on a piece of paper the words that Maggie had sent me yesterday, on October 30th, the day before Smoky died, and added a message to him, and burned the paper in the small back garden campfire with Tony and Scott as company for the ceremony.

Maggie’s words

Smoky dearly loved sitting with me around a campfire.

a handwritten message to Smoky going up in the smoke; he might not read, but he could feel the message, if there is that sort of an afterlife.  I hope so.

Just after nine o clock, we had our last two trick or treaters and Allan returned.

Allan’s photo

By the end, we had 543 trick or treaters.  The fire station on Spruce, one block over, had over 700.

the tally sheet (Tony’s photo)

It was enormously helpful to me to have all this joyous activity on this evening.

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There may be a one or two day blog break while I spend time with my friend Seattle Carol.

 

 

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Friday, 30 October 2015

In the morning: the rare sight of Frosty and Smokey sleeping together.

In the morning: the rare sight of brothers Frosty and Smokey napping together.

Mary in her latest favourite spot.

Mary in her latest favourite spot.

I was determined not to be “down to the wire” decorating for Halloween at the very last minute, so despite some concern about the predicted 40+ mph wind, I added some material to the Corridor of Spooky Plants™ and decorated the sunporch.  Allan has a large box of Halloween decorations that he inherited from his mother, and we use them to lavish effect.

The bird and cage are new this year, from NIVA green.

The bird and cage are new this year, from NIVA green.

There are certain books that I like to put out each year.  Our Kathleen said (not unkindly) on Halloween night that the kids don’t notice them.  That’s true, but they mean a lot to me, and sometimes the parents have noticed, and besides, YOU will notice because of the photos I am about to post.  ( I missed taking a photo of Margaret Millar’s Beyond This Point are Monsters in the window by the stairs.)

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The Dark Secret of Weatherend by John Bellairs. I also strongly recommend his book The House with a Clock in Its Walls.

The Corridor of Spooky Plants at day's end

The Corridor of Spooky Plants at day’s end

The weather was not especially conducive to outdoor decorating.  I was fretting about how this would affect Halloween, as the storm was supposed to continue into the next day.  I held out hope that the forecast showed a break in the rain at 6 PM Halloween evening.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan made a reviving snack with tuna and olives and capers.

Allan made a reviving snack with tuna and olives and capers and celery and cheese.

In the late afternoon, Allan went on an errand to deliver presents to Don Nisbett’s art gallery for Jenna’s birthday party.  We’d been invited…but I felt too tired to make words at a crowded social situation.  Jenna is a dear enough friend to understand.

Don with a painting he had done of his wife, Jenna.

Don with a painting of his wife, Jenna.  The painting is by Susan Wallace of the Painted Lady Lavender Farm.

On the way there and back, Allan saw much evidence of the upcoming commercial crabbing season.

gear stacked behind the gear shed that is just east of our back garden

gear stacked behind the gear shed that is just east of our back garden

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sorting crab pot floats

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He also brought me this photo showing that the pond at the back of the Lost Garden is filling back up with rain water, after going totally dry this summer.

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One of his projects to get done by Halloween: to clean up the Park sign and get it installed on one of the front arbour.

It was rusting away.

It was rusting away.

The cockles of my geeky heart were warmed by these photos from the staff and teachers of Ilwaco High School:

Ilwaco High School teachers and staff

Ilwaco High School teachers and staff

Saturday, 31 October 2015

I awoke early to the sound of a roaring wind and anxiety about Halloween being stormed out.  I managed to sleep some more, and when I got up my first action was to look out the front windows to make sure the Corridor of Spooky Plants had not blown down.  It still stood!

We were expecting up to 9 guests for Halloween evening so I actually spent some time thoroughly cleaning house.  My goodness, that was hard and unaccustomed work.

Allan got the Park sign installed on the center front arbour.  He had also spent the last couple of days preparing chili and pumpkin pie.

He thinks maybe the word "Park" needs to be painted a contrasting colour.

He thinks maybe the word “Park” needs to be painted a contrasting colour.

He did not want the Flower Ghost  (a sheet over the front garden tuteur) to have a pointy head.

Allan's photo: before

Allan’s photo: before

Last year he had topped it with a pumpkin head, but this year we did not have a pumpkin of the right size.

last year

last year

He came up with ingenious idea of using a wheelbarrow tire (and said it was hard work getting it securely attached).

(actually taken when he was dismantling the ghost after Halloween)

(actually taken when he was dismantling the ghost after Halloween)

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On Halloween afternoon, an excellent rounded effect and an appropriate guest

On Halloween afternoon, an excellent rounded effect and an appropriate guest (Allan’s photo)

Allan also spent some time assembling little ghosts made of bits of white cloth over apples.

ghost assembly (Allan's photo)

ghost assembly (Allan’s photo)

The first trick or treater arrived at 2 PM before I had even put the cobwebs up!

Allan's photo of an early trick or treater across the street

Allan’s photo of an early trick or treater across the street

Fortunately, the others did not begun to arrive till after four, as I found myself down to the wire on decorating, as usual.  I had waited till 3 PM to do the cobwebs, because the pouring rain would make them sodden.  I felt a bit of panic when I looked at my watch and saw it was 3:20 already. I was still SO hoping that the rain would stop for the evening.  So far, about 3.11 inches of rain had fallen on the Peninsula.

Allan's photo: applying cobwebs in the storm; "Look happy!", he said.

Allan’s photo: applying cobwebs in the storm; “Look happy!”, he said.

A couple of years ago, I thought I might skip the cobwebs as they look so tawdry the next day that I’ve sometimes taken them down at midnight on Halloween eve.  However, the Corridor of Spooky Plants™ did not look scary enough when cobweb free.  This year, the new deer fencing gave even more area for cobweb application.

spider lights and cobwebs (Allan's photo)

spider lights and cobwebs (Allan’s photo)

While I was hastily applying cobwebs as witching hour approached, Garden Tour Nancy and Phil drove by.  I didn’t have time to stop and chat, or even to say that they were much too early to get the full effect of Ilwaco Halloween.  It is tricky to get the cobweb stuff to spread out enough; no matter how I work at it, I lose patience or run out of time and parts of it end up clumpy.

Nancy and Phil's drive by.

Nancy and Phil’s drive by.  (Allan’s photo)

totally drenched and decorating with some red twig dogwood

totally drenched and decorating with some red twig dogwood

Allan's photo: He had put the window film up.

Allan’s photo: He had put the cats and bats window films up.

The pressure was getting to us and there had been considerable squabbling about where the double stick stuff for the window film had gone (I had used a bit to hang some pictures, since I was cleaning house), why weren’t the white lights on the apple tree hooked up yet, and so on….exacerbated by our being a little hard of hearing so much yelling back and forth ensued.  We were both, I am sure, deeply glad to get all the tasks done on a decorating job that had started a week ago.  (I did notice that by the next day, despite torrential rain overnight, the cobwebs looked just fine and not at all sodden, so next year I will apply them early in the day no matter what the weather.)

Allan's photo: ready at last! 4:15 PM

Allan’s photo: ready at last! 4:15 PM

The Corridor of Spooky Plants™

The Corridor of Spooky Plants™ is ready!

and the rain stopped!

and the rain stopped!

Allan's photo: Mary checks out the scene

Allan’s photo: Mary checks out the scene

Our Kathleen arrived bearing corn muffins to go with the chili, and some cookies, as well.

Right after 4:15, the first trick or treaters began to arrive.  And miraculously, the weather changed at that moment to rain-free and almost windless perfection.  Mother Nature smiles on Ilwaco Halloween; I have observed this phenomenon more than once over the past five years of living on Lake Street.

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

With the first trick or treaters arriving, I went on a walkabout down Lake Street and back on Spruce, and over to Willow where there had been one extra good display last year.  I was disappointed that several houses chose not to decorate this year.  Spruce was almost devoid of decorations and Lake was better, but still lacking compared to last year.  Two of the households had moved away, but really, what happened to the others?  I feel that decorating in Ilwaco is a civic duty, and it bothered me a lot that some residents had let down the side by not making an effort to at least put out a few pumpkins and be home with treats at the ready.  It’s just not right.  When I returned, I told Allan “If I ever die or go to hospital on October 30th, you WILL do Halloween anyway!”  In fact, I had given Our Kathleen a key and told her that if anything catastrophic happened to us at the last minute, she was in charge of running Halloween at our house.  I heard later from a couple of parents that they noticed the downturn in decorating this year.  We have all raised the bar high here in Ilwaco, and I do hope that next year, more people will step up. I was so glad Allan and I  had put together a tableaux that made the kids thrilled and excited (and garnered many compliments from  children and adults alike).

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan and Kathleen await

Allan and Kathleen await

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo “Vampire Stick Figure”

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Shelly and Steve arrived (owners of The Great Day Café in Surfside, and NW Insurance and Financial in Long Beach).  When they had seen photos of the huge number of trick or treaters in Ilwaco last year, they had made plans to join us this year to hand out candy.  No one comes on Halloween to their quiet block on the north end of the Peninsula.

Shelly arranged some scrumptious shrimp that Steve had made for the occasion.

Shelly arranged some scrumptious shrimp that Steve had made for the occasion. (Allan’s photo)

Steve had also made this fabulous garden pumpkin.

Steve had also made this fabulous garden pumpkin.  Steve said the broccoli nose and kale hair had gotten flattened in transit.

We started by sitting on the porch to hand out the candy.  Soon it became apparent that with the number of folks greeting the trick or treaters, we should be on ground level.  Karla, from Time Enough Books at the Port of Ilwaco, came to give us her left over Halloween candy so that we would have plenty.

Karla, and Steve in orange handing out candy (Allan's photo)

Karla, and Steve in orange handing out candy as I replenish his bowl (Allan’s photo)

Steve and Shelly (Allan's photo)

Steve and Shelly (Allan’s photo)

Steve and Shelly

Steve and Shelly

Shelly's excellent hat

Shelly’s excellent hat

Karla's niece, Kelli, with her sons (two of our favourite trick or treaters) (Allan's photo)

Karla’s niece, Kelli, with her sons (two of our favourite trick or treaters) (Allan’s photo)

a four-armed creature and a bat

a four-armed creature and a bat

Children like Kelli's sons, who examined the details, make the decorating well worth while.

Children like Kelli’s sons, who examined the details, make the decorating well worth while.

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J9 arrives (Allan's photo)

J9 arrives (Allan’s photo)

Kathleen on candy detail (Allan's photo)

Kathleen on candy detail (Allan’s photo)

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Shelly and the pumpkin

Shelly and the pumpkin

Steve, Shelly, and Allan had walked down the street to see Chris’s Halloween extravaganza  (three blocks west).  Allan lost track of Steve and Shelly on the way because of so many distractions, so I don’t even know if they found Chris’s house.  They returned eventually so I do hope they found it.

Dave and Melissa and Todd arrived, and shortly after that, Teresa from The Planter Box came.  We left Steve and Shelly in charge while the rest of us walked down to Chris’s.  Meanwhile, Allan departed on a walkabout of the surrounding area to collect photos for our Ilwaco blog.  You can see photos of our walkabouts on the Our Ilwaco blog.  Here is a preview in the form of a thrilling video of Chris’s 2015 display.

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Realizing that the weather had truly turned pleasant, we arranged a semi circle of chairs and settled in to enjoy the show.

Kathleen, J9, Dave, and Melissa

Kathleen, J9, Dave, and Melissa

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Wendy Murry got this photo of the double line of trick or treaters

Wendy Murry got this photo of the double line of trick or treaters

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan's photo

Allan’s photo

Allan returned after Steve and Shelly departed for another evening commitment, to find us seated at ground level, still inundated with trick or treaters.  Dave and Melissa had left just a few minutes before to go home and walk their dogs.  Todd had helped me move the skeleton bird’s cage to hang in a tree next to Kathleen.  She told the trick or treaters, who were fascinated by the bird, “Tweetie has had a really hard day.”

Tweetie

Tweetie

Kathleen, Todd, me, Teresa, J9, and Lynn of Pink Poppy Farm visiting from a party next door.

Kathleen, Todd, me, Teresa, J9, and Lynn of Pink Poppy Farm visiting from a party next door.

Allan's photo

Tweetie, Kathleen, and Todd (Allan’s photo)

Next year, I am going to line the entry corridor with all the ceramic Halloween figurines that Allan got from his mother.  They are wasted on the porch when the weather is so fine that we can sit outside, and they will be quite visible from a child’s eye view.

quite spooky indeed

quite spooky indeed

Todd and our cheerful ghostie (Allan's photo)

Todd and our cheerful ghostie (Allan’s photo)

Teresa takes a turn handing out the treats.

Teresa takes a turn handing out the treats.

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It was fortunate that we had plenty of candy, including some extra contributed by Karla and Teresa, as our neighbour one door down across the street ran out after 500 pieces.  I told her we had plenty and that she should feel free to come for more if she needed it, and so she did!

The quite amazing costume of Julez (owner of Salt Hotel), who visited from the Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm household next door.

The quite amazing costume of Julez (owner of Salt Hotel), who visited from the Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm household next door.

I knew it was Julez because Salt Hotel at the Port of Ilwaco (which he owns with his wife, Laila) had posted this photo earlier in the

I knew it was Julez because Salt Hotel at the Port of Ilwaco (which he owns with his wife, Laila) had posted this photo earlier in the day.

Julez said he could neither see nor breathe, and he seemed to have a special affinity with Tweetie.

Here's a photo of Julez and Laila of Salt Hotel relaxing next door; photo by our neighbour, Jessika Tantisook

Here’s a photo of Julez and Laila of Salt Hotel relaxing next door; photo by our neighbour, Jessika Tantisook

At the Starvation Alley Cranberry Farm house next door, if you knew the secret words, “I love Pink Poppy Bakery“, Maddy of Pink Poppy would give you a special treat.  She was kind enough to bring us a packet of her cookies:

Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery

It is so gladdening to see friend after friend come trick or treating.

our good friend Terran and her son Greydon

our good friend Terran (“Crazy Cat Lady”) and her son Greydon (Allan’s photo)

At about 8:30, we decided the last trick or treater had come, and Teresa made her departure.  Actually, the last group of five rang the doorbell at 9:20, just as I was about to turn off the Halloween lights.  At about that moment, Allan remembered that he had baked two pumpkin pies and completely forgotten to serve them.  Todd and J9 and Kathleen each got a large piece to take home with them, and due to the overwhelming nature of Halloween in Ilwaco driving thoughts of dessert from Allan’s and my memory, our other friends missed out on pie.

The tally showed that we had about 515 trick or treaters.  Because the tally sheet got passed around a lot, we did not have an accurate account and the number might have been higher.

As we sat inside relaxing at about 10 PM, the torrential rain returned and continued all night long.

Next year:  Because we are so touched by the appreciation of all the trick or treaters, we want to put on an even better show.  Steve and Shelly want to dress in costumes,  perhaps I can do a better job with the cobwebs, perhaps we could have some scary music, and we promise to remember the pumpkin pies.  And no matter what happens, our intention is that someone will be here to make Halloween dreams come true.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday, 12 October 2014

With Allan off on a boating excursion, I took a walk three and a half blocks east to the Cranberrian Fair at the Columbia Pacific Heritage Museum. On my way there, I saw signs of Halloween already emerging in Ilwaco.

The J's house across the street from us

The J’s house across the street from us

autumnal porch at Lake and Myrtle

autumnal porch at Lake and Myrtle

On the same block as the museum: Seems we are going to have a zombie band.

On the same block as the museum: Seems we are going to have a zombie band.

Here’s a photo from 2010 when the Long Beach Trolley was serving as the Bog Bus between Ilwaco’s museum and the Cranberry Museum north of Long Beach. This year, it is in the repair shop.

Cranberrian Fair 2010

Cranberrian Fair 2010

The other traditional elements of the annual fair were still the same.

this year's logo

this year’s logo

bake sale

bake sale

craft booths

craft booths

Cranberry Peach Pie

Cranberry Peach Pie

pies

Karen Brownlee at her pottery wheel

Karen Brownlee at her pottery wheel

Peninsula Quilt Guild Raffle

Peninsula Quilt Guild raffle

Clatsop Weavers and Spinners

Clatsop Weavers and Spinners

Of particular interest to me was the display by Starvation Alley Cranberry Farms.

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sacf

admirable values

admirable values

I appreciate seeing a list of values that does not include the trite “family” as one of them, even though this is a family operation. The cranberry juice tasting was hosted by Debbie, the mother of Jared, our cranberry farming neighbour.

handing out samples, first straight juice, then mixed with lemonade.

handing out samples, first straight juice, then mixed with lemonade.

She offered me a bottle of the juice in exchange for a clump of Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’ that I am going to dig for her as another pollinator for the cranberry farm; every night since then, I’ve been having tonic water with cranberry juice…delicious.

I always take the opportunity to tour the old Nahcotta train car from the Clamshell Railway.

train

train

I have a feeling the old bathroom did not include any sort of waste tank.

I have a feeling the old bathroom did not include any sort of waste tank. I hope I am wrong.

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The blacksmith had set up his tent in the museum courtyard.

smith

smith

smith

I strolled through the museum exhibits before leaving and thought of Allan off on his boating excursion up the Naselle River.

boat

boat

 

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old Coast Guard rescue boat

old Coast Guard rescue boat

My favourite part of the museum is the street of replica buildings and interiors. While photos in the museum are discouraged, I have permission because I help promote the museum on the Discover Ilwaco Facebook page.

the street of shops

the street of shops

kitchen

kitchen

dentist

dentist

grocer

grocer

tailor

tailor

church

church

livingroom

Whoever assembled those displays did a fine job.

As I left the museum, I could hear the distinctive metallic ringing of the blacksmith’s hammer on his forge.

I detoured to get a few more Halloween decoration photos.

under one of the street trees, some late corn poppies

under one of the street trees, some late corn poppies

I'm happy that the owner of a vacant lot on First Avenue is slacking on her Round-Up spraying; some beach wildflowers are taking hold again in the sand.

I’m happy that the owner of a vacant lot on First Avenue is slacking on her Round-Up spraying; some beach wildflowers are taking hold again in the sand.

One of our planters still looking lush.  Thankful to report that watering season is finally over for sure.

One of our planters still looking lush. Thankful to report that watering season is finally over for sure.

Heidi's Inn has erected a display called "Ghostyard of the Pacific", a play on the "Graveyard of the Pacific", the Columbia bar.

Heidi’s Inn has erected a display called “Ghostyard of the Pacific”, a play on the “Graveyard of the Pacific”, the Columbia bar.

Nelly and Don's grand old house on Spruce Street

Nelly and Don’s grand old house on Spruce Street (where we weeded recently)

This house on Spruce is one of the two most extravagant Halloween display houses for trick or treating each year.

This house on Spruce is one of the two most extravagant Halloween display houses for trick or treating each year.

Shell Cottage is one of my favourites in town.   Its owner told me she rather regrets the way the rugosa roses take over.  I know the feeling.

Shell Cottage is one of my favourites in town. Its owner told me she rather regrets the way the rugosa roses take over. I know the feeling.

Shell Cottage on Spruce Street

Shell Cottage on Spruce Street

Home again, I decided a walk through my own garden was in order.

Looking out from the front door.

Looking out from the front door.

a poignant hardy fuchsia

a poignant hardy fuchsia

I felt a bit sad when I saw a few stray fuchsias that I had planned to transplant into a private garden of a client. Seems that garden has probably fallen out of our clutches as its owners may no longer choose to afford our services. I had looked forward to adding some tall hardy fuchsias to the back garden there but you know what? They can go to Golden Sands instead. I won’t name the garden; astute and regular readers can notice which one no longer appears. As regular readers know, we are trying to have more free time, so there will be no mourning over lost gardens, if that project does indeed come to an end for us. Hint: It’s not a garden where I have good dog buddies while I work.

I decided I simply must do some sort of gardening at home, so I sorted out some buckets in the garage. Two, I was delighted to find, had some mulch in them which filled in a low spot in the front garden, and I was thrilled to discover a couple of buckets of narcissi bulbs that I had saved and forgotten about (in soil, so they were still healthy). I planted them in two new garden areas back by the bogsy woods:

here...

here…

and here.

and here.

The two old firewood-holding chairs showed that no campfire would be had unless more branches fall.

The two old firewood-holding chairs showed that no campfire would be had until more branches fall.

Mary was my gardening companion of the afternoon.

Mary was my gardening companion of the afternoon.

I did one more productive thing: clipped off some tatty hellebore leaves here...

I did one more productive thing: clipped off some tatty hellebore leaves here…

...and here.

…and here.

If Allan had been home, he would have wondered why I was messing about in his garden area.

The rest of the day was spent in blogging and reading till Allan got home at dusk. I had had every intention that we would go to hear a band at the Sou’wester Lodge at 8 PM (in my attempt to go out to more music events) but as the time approached, I realized that I could not bear to leave the quiet of home to hear a modern punk band in the Sou’wester living room. Allan seemed rather relieved to not go, as I think he was tired from his boating day, which will be tomorrow’s blog entry.

 

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Sunday, 27 October, 2013

Ah, a day off at home…After breakfast I started the breakdown of a big debris pile.  It began as Mount Sod when we dug up the front  lawn upon moving in here in October of 2010.  Then it became a spud hill.  Potatoes are said to “clean the soil” and they certainly did seem to help the sod break down in jig time.  Because it is in a spot convenient for  debris disposal from my own garden, and only somewhat inconvenient for hauling in clean garden debris from jobs, it has been growing, and sinking with decomposition, and growing again over three years.  I am moving the un-decomposed material to a new pile on the other side of the yard.

the former Mount Sod

the former Mount Sod (with full wheelbarrow in the foreground)

I have a selection of evergreens that I bought from Back Alley Gardens. I have had the best of intentions of trying Pam Fleming’s advice that columnar evergreens would look great in the big flower beds.  And yet, I resist.  I worry that the ones I chose, especially a couple of Eucryphia, will not be columnar enough.  And I want to block this truly unoffensive view:

crab pots under silver tarp behind the next door gear shed

crab pots under silver tarp behind the next door gear shed

There is absolutely nothing wrong with crab pots under a tarp.  They are, of course, much more picturesque when first stacked there in late winter after crabbing season.

colourful crab pots in spring

colourful crab pots in spring

But they have to be covered to protect them through three seasons of weather.   I do think a nice evergreen backdrop along that edge of the garden will look better than the tarped pots.

near the debris pile, cosmos as high as the fence

near the debris pile, cosmos as high as the fence

Nearby, in my usual easy distracted way (“something shiny syndrome”!), I started to dig out a great big Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’.  I do like Pam’s idea of replacing it with a columnar evergreen.  But…it was hard work.

Helianthus 'Lemon Queen'

Helianthus ‘Lemon Queen’

I imagined Allan might come help dig it, even though he was busy constructing the framework for our annual Halloween Avenue of Spooky Plants.  At least I got it all loosened up.  It had gotten, in just two years, much too big for the space, crowding a nearby Enkianthus.  In fact, it may be that when Lemon Queen comes out, I should just leave that space blank….

I took a break and checked on Allan’s project along the front walkway.

constructing Spooky Plant Avenue

constructing Spooky Plant Avenue

While in the front garden, I noticed my largest Melianthus major is blooming.  That is odd as when it does bloom, it is usually in very early spring.

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the odd flowers of Melianthus major (and the leaves smell like peanut butter)

the odd flowers of Melianthus major (and the leaves smell like peanut butter)

In early afternoon, Debbie Teashon of Rainyside.com came to photograph the autumn dishevelled garden.  We agree there is beauty to be found in late season dishabille.

Debbie at work...She has been a pro photographer for many years.

Debbie at work…She has been a pro photographer for many years.

Allan had finished the Avenue of Spooky Plants framework so I began to add the plants while Debbie wandered without me dogging her every step to see what she was finding good enough to photograph.  When she was done, we walked four doors down to Tom and Judy’s garden.

The Hornbuckle "kids", Towbeh, Stymie, and Beep

The Hornbuckle “kids”, Towbeh, Stymie, and Beep wanted to join us in the front garden

Judy's excellent patch of moss

Judy’s excellent patch of moss

two trees

two trees

The one in the background is right on the property line between two lots…

a hummingbird on Judy's porch

a hummingbird on Judy’s porch

I love Tom and Judy's porch sign

I love Tom and Judy’s porch sign.  Their garden is pure evidence of their industriousness.  In the typical way of small town talk, someone new to town who must have observed through the window that Tom and Judy sometimes watch telly put about that they were lazy people….and within less than a day the story had gotten right back to Judy!  One of the first lessons learned, often the hard way, upon moving here from a city is that remarks like that zoom quickly through the small town grapevine.

After a garden tour and visit with Judy, Debbie and I walked back to her vehicle for her drive back north to her home near Heronswood Nursery.  On the windshield, next to a little pot of Ajuga ‘Pink Silver‘ that I had given her a start of, we found the oddest note.

PiOnly the fact that it was on an index card, like we use for our daily time cards, tipped me off that it was from Allan.  I tracked him down weedeating in the back yard to tell him that we did not understand.  He said “It means if you don’t understand it, you don’t get any pie.”  Huh???   He had to give me a couple more hints before I got it…Pie on Porch!!  He had packaged some of his home made pumpkin pie in bite sized pieces for Debbie to snack on while driving.

(Judy’s review of Allan’s pumpkin pie:  “Allan’s pie is the best pumpkin pie I’ve had since my mom’s last which was probably 23 years ago. Excellent and more !”)

After Debbie’s departure, I moved a couple more wheelbarrows full of debris;  I had had no intention of finishing that project today.  It might get done on the next reasonably nice day off at home…or not until winter staycation time.

decreased pile

decreased pile

Now I can see the lower layer of good soil beginning to appear.

Now I can see the lower layer of good soil beginning to appear.

While collecting tall plants for the spooky avenue, I took some photos of the garden.

front garden rose

front garden rose

back garden, east bed

back garden, east bed

birdbath draped with fuchsia

birdbath draped with fuchsia

another hardy Fuchsia

another hardy Fuchsia

the spooky avenue, coming along nicely

the spooky avenue, coming along nicely

Before dusk, I took a four block walk to photograph some Halloween decorations on Lake, Spruce, and Willow Streets.

punkin

punkins

skulls

skulls

the scariest house

at the scariest house…I bet this thing will be in motion on Halloween night

Willows Street

Willows Street

I love this old house on Advent Avenue:

What stories it must have...

What stories it must have…

Hocus Pocus

Hocus Pocus

At dusk, I gathered the remaining Cox’s Orange Pippin apples from my little tree of that name.  The three orangey coloured ones were the ripest ones I had tried yet and oh MY!   I have never had an apple so good.  Allan agreed.  They have a citrusy overtone and put any other apple I have ever eaten to shame.

Cox's Orange Pippin

Cox’s Orange Pippin

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Halloween is a very very big deal in Ilwaco, so we start decorating early.

the front garden with Halloween lights, 24 October

the front garden with Halloween lights, 24 October

Halloween lights on the porch, 24 October

Halloween lights on the porch, 24 October

on the arbour

above the front deer fence gate

the sunporch

the sunporch

spiders

spiders

On October 30th, we made the scary avenue of dead plants that would lead children to our door.  I had been collecting tall clippings of spooky looking grasses and perennials from fall clean up in our own garden and at jobs, and Allan had made a frame of wooden posts crossed with long bamboo poles to tie the clippings onto.

Avenue of Dead Plants, 30 October

Avenue of Dead Plants, 30 October

spooky walk

spooky walk

I haven't quite got the knack of spreading out this cobweb stuff.  I lose patience.

I haven’t quite got the knack of spreading out this cobweb stuff. I lose patience.

testing out the child's height view of the walkway, 30 October

testing out the child’s height view of the walkway, 30 October

On Halloween day, I was worried because the weather was horrible, requiring some extra staking and tying of the dead plant avenue.  But the storm broke just at trick or treat time.  The good treats on Lake and Spruce Streets in Ilwaco are so well known that children come in droves from neighbouring towns.  We think the storm kept some from coming, so we “only” had about three hundred trick or treaters.

31 October, trick or treat time

31 October, trick or treat time

Allan made ghosts with white cloth over crabapples.

Allan made ghosts with white cloth over crabapples.

The cat bench and some pulled up dead cosmos made a blockade to the back yard.

The cat bench and some pulled up dead cosmos made a blockade to the back yard.

looking out from the sunporch

looking out from the sunporch

ghosts and spiders

ghosts and spiders

ourours

Joey, I mean Del, was my favourite costume of the evening.  (In real life, Del is a grown up punk rocker and also a Long Beach city councilman.)

Joey, I mean Del, was my favourite costume of the evening. (In real life, Del is a grown up punk rocker and also a Long Beach city councilman.)

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Some children were hesitant to enter the Avenue of Dead Plants.

Some children were hesitant to enter the Avenue of Dead Plants.

Others said we had the best house in town.

Others said we had the best house in town.

We decorated the porch and sat there to distribute candy rather than open the door hundreds of times.

We decorated the porch and sat there to distribute candy rather than open the door hundreds of times.

Can you see Smokey coming up the walkway?

Can you see Smokey coming up the walkway?

I like to decorate the porch with scary books.

I like to decorate the porch with scary books.

and more books

and more books

and Buffy!

and Buffy!

Meanwhile, across the street, the J’s house (a family where mother, father, son, daughter, and the dog Junior all have names that start with Jay) had a bright pumpkin theme.

J's house

J’s house

J'sj's

Right next door to the east, the cottage our friend Jeannine used to live in was now occupied by Madeline and Jacob of Pink Poppy Bakery (one of the biggest hits of 2012’s Ilwaco Saturday Market).  They set up a line of pumpkins to lead to the door of “The Haunted Cottage.”

path to The Haunted Cottage

path to The Haunted Cottage

Madeline and her new puppy, Doolish

Madeline and her new puppy, Doolish

She was Madame Butterfly.

She was Madame Butterfly.

Jacob was the mad scientist.

Jacob was the mad scientist.

And if you knew the secret phrase, “I love Pink Poppy Bakery”, you would get a delicious baked treat.

Pink Poppy Bakery

Pink Poppy Bakery

and the special Halloween baked goods

and the special Halloween baked goods

Treats were given from the big house next door, too.

Treats were given from the big house next door, too.

A couple of houses to the east, a large Scooby Doo inflatable amused the children.  Earlier in the day, it had been dramatically reflected in the storm’s puddles.

scooby

scooby

Four doors down on our side of the street, our friends Tom and Judy Hornbuckle had a pretty scary front porch.

Tom and Judy's porch

Tom and Judy’s porch

Some trick or treaters were bold, and some were afraid.

Some trick or treaters were bold, and some were afraid.

Judy giving out treats.

Judy giving out treats.

Earlier in the day, I had seen a scary sight on a utility trailer while walking down toward Olde Towne Trading Post Café.

horse trailer of doom

trailer of doom

And at Chris’s house just east of the post office, probably the best known house in town for decorating, this year’s Halloween contraption was barely being put together as the witching hour approached.

down to the wire at Chris' house, with friends helping

down to the wire at Chris’ house, with friends helping

In 2010, Chris and his friends had created a moveable shark.

shark

the great shark of 2012

the great shark of 2012

In 2011. trick or treaters had to reach into a dragon’s maw to get their candy.

dragon

the dragon of 2011

the dragon of 2011

This year, jungle noises emanated from the porch and a giant hippo opened its jaws.

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the Hippo of 2012

the Hippo of 2012

Finally, west of the Post Office, the place to be was the annual Halloween party at Olde Towne Trading Post Café.

Olde Towne Café

Olde Towne Café

Those of us who hand out treats on Lake and Spruce Street can’t leave home for the party till around eight o clock, but if you want to see the fun, have a look at this album on the Olde Towne page.

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