But you take October, now. School's been on a month and you're riding easier in the reins, jogging along. You got time to think of the garbage you'll dump on old man Prickett's porch, or the hairy-ape costume you'll wear to the YMCA the last night of the month. And if it's around October twentieth and everything smoky-smelling and the sky orange and ash gray at twilight, it seems Halloween will never come in a fall of broomsticks and a soft flap of bedsheets around corners.
But one strange wild dark long year, Halloween came early.
Ray Bradbury - SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
4 comments:
Thanks so much for sharing! Wonderful text pairing :)
My pleasure! I never heard of this attraction before. I love that they put cornstalks around the carousel. That's a touch that most places wouldn't even think to do.
It's a great photo.
Awe - love that book.
same!
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