Watch out for the pumpkin man
He will take whomever he can
Standing still upon his stick
His eyes lit up like a candle-wick
So hide your children under their bed
Never look straight at old pumpkin head
Give him your goat or give him your lamb
Give him your pig and run if you can
He’ll take an animal each Halloween
But he’d rather have your children if he hears them scream.
My little pixie getting into the spirit and pretending to be the Pumpkin Scarecrow
Autumn is my favourite time of the year. I got married in the Autumn. I love Halloween and Bonfire Night (it's a British celebration, to commemorate The Houses of Parliament not being blown up, by sending up a load of fireworks! I know, it makes no sense.) I love toffee apples and collecting conkers, pressing attractive leaves and finally getting to snuggle in my fluffy jumpers and comedy slippers. The light is more beautiful, sort of golden with the sun hanging low, and the moon is closer too, making me want to stand outside at night and throw a lasso around it.
Being a writer means that I'm more of a stay at home person than an out and about person, so the colder weather gives me the excuse to be inside (I always feel so guilty about it when it's brilliant sunshine and long summer days). Which means far more time for reading, yay! Not only am I getting cozy by the fire, but I'm also getting cozy with my book addiction. This month I'm working my way through the Murder in the Mix series by Addison Moore, it's the perfect Autumnal read. Hope you're enjoying the season wherever you are! Stella