And still, it was one of my favorite holidays.
Roasted pumpkin seeds, carameled apples and the neighbors with the extra-spooky foyer.
These days I love it all over again.
My kids went truckin' off to school with their costumes this morning (Betsy Ross and Harry Otter) and they'll cap off the day with an all-school Monster Mash.
In Small One's classroom there's an altar to their loved ones who have passed, with photos and pan dulce and the vivid sugar skulls they decorated yesterday.
And this weekend the clock falls back and -- hallelujah -- it is chilly in Texas.
In honor of this brisk and soulful season, a poem by Louise Gluck.
Happy Dia de los Muertos, mi amigos...
by Louise Glück
(Read the rest right here...)