Last night was another quiet Halloween, with no trick-or-treaters. I had my pumpkin soup and a sweet potato pie for company. I still have the pumpkin line-up from last night on my kitchen table, on this rainy Saturday; so, it seems like a good way to celebrate Dia de Los Muertos, Day of the Dead.
That small center pumpkin is the sole volunteer from my pumpkin patch. It is still a yellow-orange with green vein in it. It was the closest to a ripe pumpkin I had. Here is it's noble portrait from last night's monster feast, as it watched Abbot and Costello Meet Frankenstein and The Bride of Frankenstein with me.