It’s been a cool and grey day in Daglan, with a few periods of heavy rain. That was pretty much perfect for La Toussaint, or All Saints’ Day. As expected, the large parking lot near the village cemetery was completely packed this morning, as families paid their respects (with chrysanthemums, of course) to loved ones who have passed away.
But enough gloom. Let’s reflect back on last night, and see how Halloween went over.
You’ll remember from a previous posting that, despite our best efforts, my wife and I had been forced to accept potirons (a winter squash) instead of pumpkins for carving. We had bought a large one for ourselves, and were somewhat surprised when we were given a Hungarian blue variety. In any case, I persevered, and wound up with this:
Last night we put Jack out on the front steps, with a candle burning inside, and turned on the exterior light so that young trick-or-treaters would know that we were open for business.
But just before dark fell, we visited with our English friends in their holiday home near our house, and saw how their children had been transforming the smaller potirons we had given them. The cutting wasn’t easy, because those potiron shells are tough, but the kids had definitely made progress. Here is their son’s version, which he proudly made all by himself:
As for their daughter’s version, she did the design, while I helped out with the carving. And I think it turned out quite well. (In fact, she liked it so much that she carried it around with her while trick-or-treating, held up by a string handle.) Have a look:
As a final head shot, here’s what I looked like last night as I was handing out candies (individually wrapped chocolate bars, and individually wrapped chocolate-covered cookies) to the trick-or-treaters at our front door:
And now for the kids. The first lot showed up early, as the youngest usually do, just after 5:30 p.m. The bulk of the visits were done by 7:45, and things went quiet. Finally, four girls showed up at 9:45 or so, and were lucky that we had any candies left at all.
Total headcount: 23, which I think is pretty respectable in a small French village without a long Halloween tradition. But then as I often say, the fun never stops in Daglan.