Some say Halloween is the biggest holiday of the year in Prescott. I may agree. Costumes are amazing.
But this guy may just be "normal" for the day.
But close behind the costumes began.
My wife tells me dead celebrities are big this year. Like Michael Jackson.
Some are traditional (the cat in the hat), others are showing the zombie look.
Then there's the . . . transsexual look?
Ladies seem to like the sexual look . . even when accompanying their teensy children.
Or not.
And then, the zombies are back.
And the kids.
A pirate? Wasn't that last year?
There was "the Wild Gang".
Bat-er up!
And finishing up . . . the zombies again.
I talked to a cab driver. She said most people were having dinner. The "action" didn't really start until about 9 p.m. The bars have their costume contests beginning at 10.
SWMBO let her artistic side come to the front recently. She created this pretty relish plate for one of our meals. Red, orange and yellow peppers, quartered dill pickles, red and yellow cherry tomatoes. And you know what? It tasted as good as it looked!
Then there were these two vegetables, echoing each other's nap positions, though Muggles' eyes are wide open, casting a wary look at me. Don't be fooled by their proximity, however. Muggles initially used to nap on the bed in the afternoons. Then Smoke came along and discovered the comfy spot for himself. Now he usually beats Muggles there. She comes in a little later, jumps up on the bed and haughtily circles Smoke, sniffing at him, doing everything she can to get him to run away so she can take over the spot. Smoke is generally a very placid cat but he isn't easily bullied. So eventually Muggles lies down as close as she can get without actually touching him. Except for an occasional lazy flip of her tail in Smoke's face.
I know I've done this before but my camera just can't resist. For you city-folk and Easterners, here's what your steaks and hamburgers look like long before it gets to your plate.