The Morning after.....

.....the night before.

The first thing we saw was the sad remains of a pumpkin lantern in the street, broken and mashed, it's candle spilled on the pavement.

I imagined the drop, the tears, the recriminations.......

For a tiny village there was a lot of traffic last night, fireworks and woowoowoos. There was obviously a village pumpkin network, for many houses, this morning, were still bedecked with orange guardians and balloons and plastic spider webs and witches paraphenalia. All good fun.