Melancholy Monday: Rest easy, Jack

As is my custom, I put our Jack-O’-Lantern to rest in our compost pile after he has lived out his proud duty as guardian of our portal against the ghoulies and ghosties and short-leggedy beasties that came calling and hoping for Hallowe’en handouts. He did nicely and has held up well, but now he’s closing his mouth and squinting a bit more as he prepares to join the rest of his surroundings to help to feed the foliage of the future. Fare thee well! (P.S. It’s now actually Monday, and I’ve just realized that I posted this a day too soon. I guess I was so happy with it that I just got caught up in the excitement and forgot to wait another day so that it would be a legitimate member of its intended category. Forgive me?)