Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Black Night...



'Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.


~William Shakespeare





On mounting a rising ground, which brought the figure of his fellow-traveller in relief against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was horror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was still more increased on observing that the head, which should have rested on his shoulders, was carried before him on the pommel of his saddle!




It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.


. . . he would have passed a pleasant life of it, in despite of the Devil and all his works, if his path had not been crossed by a being that causes more perplexity to mortal man than ghosts, goblins, and the whole race of witches put together, and that was--a woman.



*Washington Irving (The Legend of Sleepy Hollow)



HAPPY HALLOWEEN!



^^Photos from the Halloween Night at the Greenfield Village.

2 comments:

snglguy said...

Boo! Happy halloween, padi. Love that headless horseman costume, hehe.

kathy said...

Galing ng costumes ah! Too bad we don't have Halloween here in Japan. My daughter had wanted to go trick-or-treating. :(

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