This is Parrot Street; another dimension (or dementia) in a portal of time. People spend time transforming houses and yards into . . . well . . . this.
Or this . . .
My guy was there gabbing with all passers-by and trick or treaters . . .
He was accompanied by Smokin' Joe from up the way . . .
Dirk Vader made it out that night . . .
And there was Wolfman Frank . . .
The tree looked on through the fog machine haze . . .
Dirk and the Dread Pirate Bennie on the Beat . . .
It may be a night of spirits and loose souls, but we all know it's about the candy.
I'll try to post something more fibery tomorrow.