I have not had ... for MANY years a Halloween knock on the door.
I am always prepared .... the same brimming bowl is tucked away .... into the lower cupboard .... in anticipation of next year.
I believe it was around the time I began filling bags with walnuts .. that the numbers began to drop ... and a couple years ago fizzel-out to zero. For the next two seasons ... I tried to entice them back with one-dollar-candy-bars....but like the humming-birds weaned on vinegar and vodka water they never returned.
This year....the same chrome-bowl was placed by the door. The same last three year's "florescent dog-chew-balls" .... some "Betty Croker - Instant Potatoe packets" and some "Top Ramen noodles" were set outside the front door....with the porch light on.
Halloween has lost its magic.
The malls and churchs have it snacktified, sanitized, and secularized.
Three small, mouse sized, bats got caught in the cobwebs under the eves .... however, before their rescue in the morning dawn .... the out-door-house-cat sped their spirits skyward.