I took this picture of my empty doorway with the intention of getting a nice shot of the pumpkins inside, but lo and behold, when I downloaded the picture, this ghostly girl had appeared.

She doesn't look too happy with me… her expression is mysterious… something along the lines of Dad, there are trick-or-treaters coming, get your butt in the house!

Chipping and peeling paint, again ordinarily a bad thing… but not tonight!

Later on, I stuck glow sticks in the ribcages of those plastic skeletons.  It looked pretty cool.

And waiting.  Neya pretty much hovered by the door for all the kids.  So far we've had about 5 or 6 groups visit.  Not as many as last year.  Hopefully more will come.

The Sorceress and her familiar, Sprinks, await the trick-or-treaters.

Another shot of the ghostly girl, who was having trouble standing still, but that's okay, it makes the picture look spookier.

Neya's waiting in the door for the trick-or-treaters.  She's not going out this year.  She doesn't need all the candy and she wants to hand it out to the kids and get to see all their costumes instead.

Here's Grim, lit by the light of our glowing pumpkin.  Spooky old creep, isn't he?

Our property is looking a little overgrown, which is a bummer on any other day than Halloween!  Here are our tombstones and our Muah-Ha-Ha laughing rocks.  (They sense when someone walks close and start cackling while lighting up and showing the messages STAY AWAY, GO BACK, and BEWARE.)

Just a few feet away the counter was adorned with these misshapen or otherwise weird pumpkins.  I found out later that these were the rejects from Lynnea's school Halloween Dance that I had been unable to attend because I was working late that night.

It all started when I wandered into my kitchen a few days ago and found this masked young lady toasting up minibagels in the kitchen for breakfast.