October obsessions.

I rug hook pretty much every day.  I’m obsessed with it, actually.  I can hunch over my frame for hours listening to music and pulling loops.  This is my daily routine except when October arrives.  Then my other obsession takes precedence. 

Halloween, Dia de los Muertos, All Hallow’s Eve, whatever you call it, I drop whatever I’m doing and enjoy this time of year and this special holiday.  Each year I host a Halloween party for the women in my Herb Club.  Actually, the Herb Club is defunct, but I still host the party as I’ve done for a number of years.  I get to host this party, because I have an actual cemetery right behind the house!

Daniel Peifer, the German farmer who worked much of the land around us, is buried under a mulberry tree.  He died on Friday the 13th of May, 1814 at the ripe old age of 92.  When we built our home here, we surrounded him with iron fencing, which is decorated with old glass insulators.  Three crows watch over him.  His resting place is listed as an actual Perry County PA cemetery. 

My annual Halloween gathering has a solemn part to it, when we gather to remember and honor our departed loved ones and picture them close to us.  This is the traditional way to celebrate the holiday.  But of course, the evening also includes lots of time to eat, drink and be merry.  I look forward to it all year.

There’s a lot of beauty out there and in the cool, crisp days of October and the warmth of remembering loved ones.

Getting ready for the holiday.

Getting ready for the holiday.

My table is understated these days.

My table is understated these days.

I found this nest in the now leafless lilac bush.  I love that mamma bird used a cellophane wrapper in her design.  These are two of my mini hen eggs.

I found this nest in the now leafless lilac bush.  I love that mamma bird used a cellophane wrapper in her design.  These are two of my mini hen eggs.