Rosy-fogged Dawn

This morning the foggy environment was tinted a rosy pink hue. Variation of red sun at morning? We heeded no warning and all got out for working of the circulatory systems. Many more carved pumpkins on display throughout the neighborhoods. Even people with no kids have had them out for a while. One notable variation was a very large orange one holding a horror-stricken tiny one in its jagged teeth; many were products of stencils, which aren't as much fun, although nice and tidy as Martha would like it. I admire the results of finding a deformed pumpkin and carving whatever suggests itself on the surface, but people prefer predictibility. One house had a tall pumpkin crammed onto a little barbeque; should be interesting to see what they do to its face. Meanwhile, our candy supply remains unmolested...