It’s said that All Hallows’ Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin – and whether you believe in such things or not, those roaming spirits probably believe in you, or at least acknowledge your existence, considering that it used to be their own. Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright. Erin Morgenstern
In all honesty, there is no point to the rest of the year other than adding buffer between the holidays. Halloween and Christmas are the real point to living, none of this ‘finding your purpose’ or ‘making a difference’ in the world, no. The real plot of our lives is decorating the house for Autumn (a warm-coloured wreath on the front door, scarecrows in the garden, and the fancy plates on the table for Thanksgiving dinner),, Halloween (ghostly blacks and striking whites, eerie old books, pumpkins and gourds), and Christmas (tiny evergreen trees on tables with elegant runners, gold and silver decorations scattered around the house, lights which subtly dazzle and warm blankets strewn about the house). These are the things I lust for, live for, and enjoy the most.
The year can be so dry, what with no pomp and excitement which the holidays emit. There is something different about the Fall season, about Winter than Spring and Summer; there is emotion, a feeling that envelops us and makes one feel safe. It is a mystery. A mystery my family enjoys living a great deal.
This post was inspired by the enchanting collection for Autumn and Halloween at HomeSense. My mother bought me a beautiful glazed pumpkin, and it is the unanimously favourite piece in my college bedroom. My brother and I joked that if we were rich we’d walk up to an employee and ask for the entire collection to be wrapped up. It truly is inspiring.
Welcome Autumn, welcome Halloween, and welcome to appreciating the beauty in the seemingly mundane.