Workshop pumpkins – and things
It’s always fun to watch imagination at work.
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It’s always fun to watch imagination at work.
Minions Carolyn and Andrew have a witch problem.
Well, maybe not a problem in the classic sense of the word. Call it a pickle. A pickle of witches. Two witches constitute a pickle, right? Or would it be a cackle? Anyway, they’re pretty cool.
And what’s more fun than a pickle barrel full of cackling witches but a Grumbley crow! His name, as I understand it, is Theodore.
Looking forward to seeing more from these guys in the future.
From the annual Harvest Homecoming Parade in New Albany, Indiana.
I don’t know if the … um .. dance is a regional thing, limited to this particular clutch of Shriners, or part of a wider tradition, but they’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember. In any case, the Harvest Homecoming signals the official big kickoff to Fall around here.
A new Autumn Wind gathers its flock of red and gold leaves.
Their furtive hissing laughter echoes as they play around lamp posts and porch swings with new arrivals piling on by the hour. High up, past the church wall, beyond the arch that marks the cemetery path, above towering belfries and forgotten attics, perched atop the tallest spire’s topmost height is Magwitch.
His gargoyle talons click and “scritch!” on slate, a tortured chalkboard sound that is all but lost in the whistling air, but felt nevertheless. You are being watched.
Snug Harbor needed someone to keep those mischievous hags the Grim Sisters in check.
Who better to patrol the winds aloft than our own gargoyle?
He’s actually finished now, but I don’t have any good pictures of him yet without the blue ears.