It happens every year. My prized herb garden begins to bolt. Plants become leggy, and I wonder if I will pluck the caterpillars from my parsley or let them gnaw the lot to sticks. The grass (what little there is to be had amidst the clover and wiregrass) becomes my enemy, a vast refuge for countless mosquito swarms that swell upwards in a whining cloud the moment my feet brush its surface. I begin to grumble about the heat and humidity, shrug off the raggedy appearance of my hedgerows. Last night I dreamed the tree leaves were beginning to yellow, first one, then another, a creeping progression of golden, glorious decline.
It is now official–I’m done with summer.
I knew this moment was coming. The past few weeks have been hot, intolerably so. While cranking the AC and stalking the weather page to find the one acceptably-climed day in which to venture outside and quickly shear my grass, I have been perusing stores’ shelves, impatiently watching for the first peeks of fall decor, knowing the Halloween products will not be far behind. It is no secret I love Halloween more than Christmas, that I search for odd and wondrous decor like others hunt for the perfect holiday gift. I walk through craft stores in late summer and breathe a sigh of contentment at the walls of orange, gold, crimson, and black. Fall is my holiday season, and Halloween sits atop it like the cherry on the most perfect sundae.
It is by fortune my mother-in-law shares my zeal for All Hallow’s Eve. We covet one another’s collections, share our spooky resources. She gives me books to peruse for ideas and inspiration, brings me Day of the Dead dolls from her travels to Mexico, and finds the most promising shops in Florida for us to haunt when I go down there on vacation. She feeds my desire to have the Perfect Halloween. It is, then, no surprise I have decided this year I will have a party. What might be surprising is I have never hosted one before. Maybe it was because I never before had such huge resources of friends to fill my house, or maybe I was waiting to have a collection big enough to support my grand ideas. Either way, I am ready, and stupidly excited about it. I have thus far planned on spooky projections (or maybe a silent film showing on a wall), a tree branch barrier, my huge ouija board collection displayed, my glittery Illuminations lanterns hanging from the ceiling… I have more ideas than space, and more ambition than money, but that is not going to stop me from hosting one hell of a bash.
I’ve sounded summer’s death knell and begun counting the days ’til Halloween on my own internal, dark Advent calendar. I will continue to tend my garden, of course, but my soul’s longings will stretch to October. My only concern is, can I spend the next ten and a half weeks sporadically breaking into, “This is Halloween” without going mad.
I guess we’ll soon find out.
August 18th, 2011 at 1:59 am
Yay! You wrote me poetry. I'm almost happy enough to overlook the intimation that I don't bathe.
August 16th, 2011 at 4:40 pm
S.H.O.W.E.R. use soap too.July is bye bye August Ceaser is here why do you want me to cryand suffer through another winter dear?
August 16th, 2011 at 2:28 pm
Walking Man — But, it's so hot! And muggy, and buggy, and gross. Laughingwolf — I'm spring born, late May. Maybe I was offended to come out into humidity and now want the world to revolve around my perceived slight.G — Thanks for stopping by. I've noticed one of our craft stores has bypassed Halloween, as well. I don't understand it. Hope your wife can hang in there a bit longer.
August 15th, 2011 at 9:23 pm
I think Halloween has passed the retailers here as they've gone directly to Thanksgiving.Me personally, while I'm sad to see summer go, I'm thinking of the peace and quiet my wife's gonna get when the youngest goes back to skool.
August 15th, 2011 at 9:01 pm
lol@mark! :Pi'm with you and charles, av… autumn born may have a lot to do with it, so… BRING ON THE COOLER WEATHER![yeah, i know, the cold of winter's not far behind… but hey, i know how to dress for it!] as for samhain, it rocks! 🙂
August 15th, 2011 at 4:01 pm
AWW NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooo WAY….Summer it is and summer it will stay! I am just now getting warm after the frigidity of autumns lover, winter. No to hell with that, have your Halloween party next week and leave us summer dogs be!Charles…just go to work and pay my Social Security and forget about Fall semesters and stuff like that.
August 15th, 2011 at 3:50 pm
August 15th, 2011 at 3:15 pm
For me too, summer is dead. It dies on Wednesday when I get up at 6 in the morning to go to work.