I have the Halloween decorations out and the pumpkin is inexpertly carved and lit on the front step. Candy has been bought - and for now is safely stored in the linen closet - otherwise I would eat it. All is ready for the big night.
On Sunday my little neighbor informed me that I would never guess what his costume would be - this after he told me his Dad bought him a big, red pitchfork. So priceless and adorable.
It would not be Halloween without Georgie. I love this story by Robert Bright about a little ghost, Georgie, who suddenly finds himself homeless.
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| Each year I put my childhood copy - now battered and masking taped bound - out on the coffee table. |
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| As Georgie looks for a new home, each house is already occupied. |
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| The only house without a ghost is Mr. Gloam's place. Don't you just love that name? |
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| My favorite line from the book - since used for anything big and grand. |
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| The Darling Georgie |
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| Georgie and Miss Oliver, the owl. |
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| Thank you Robert Bright for originally writing for Robin and Beatrice but ultimately for the enjoyment of many.  Robert Bright Apparently a dog lover as well... |
All illustrations from Georgie by Robert Bright.
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