The house is filled with the smells of mama’s kitchen, of popcorn being made into candied popcorn balls, fresh dipped candied apples and apple pies and more.
Home made pumpkin bread and pies, roasted pumpkin seeds and more.
Home made brownies and fudge, peanut brittle and patties and more.
Fresh salt roaster home grown in shell peanuts, pecans, walnuts and more.
Fresh harvested oranges, red and green skinned apples and more.
Little bags filled with assorted candies of all sorts, some wrapped in cheese cloth tied tightly at the top with colorful ribbons.
Some in tiny brown paper bags closed and sealed with a drop of candle wax, and more.
Little colorful plastic and paper cups ready to be filled with soda, fruit juice or koolaid and more.
Jack-o-lanterns faces are carved ready to light the way for trick or treaters of all ages. Skeletons and ghost lurk every where and more.
Spiked halloween punch and milder versions are chilling for the ‘older’ haloween party goers and more.
Halloween costumes are ready to amuse or send halloween trick or treaters down the street in fearful flight and more.
Just a side note I was raised in the big flat land cotton farm country, panhandle of Texas. Where homes were seldom closer than 1 mile apart, so, Halloween was mostly a family affair celebrated with mom, dad, brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandma and grandpa.
I once received a raw sweet potato wrapped in an old brown paper sack from the widow Ms. Gray. When I complained to dad about this potato, he told me in his this is not a discussion, I talk, You listen voice. That our neighbor was very kind to give part of her winter food to me as a halloween treat. This potato will give each of your brothers and sisters a helping of sweet potato that other wise we would not have.