Ahh..the holiday season...the sweet aroma of candy and pumpkin muffins, the cut-out, glittered bats covering the kitchen table, the glow-in-the-dark skeleton toothlessly grinning on the front door. You know you're getting a little carried away when the people at the pumpkin patch are overwhelmed at the number of pumpkins you purchase.
If only there were a holiday like Old Christmas to alert me to take down the decorations and put away my BOO! coffee mug until next year. It seems I can never bear to part with my witch, however. She holds sentry year-round on top of the china cabinet with her plate switched arbitrarily from "In" to "Out" just to keep everybody on their toes. But the sugar buzz has left the children shaky and the rain and slugs have wilted the jack o'lanterns, so it must be time to move on.
Look for more reviews within the week AND an interview (!!!!) with poet Linda Annas Ferguson.