Happy Hallowe'en

Samhain (pronounced /ˈsɑːwɪn/ sah-win or /ˈsaʊ.ɪn/ sow-in; Irish pronunciation: [sˠaunʲ]) is a Gaelic festival marking the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter or the "darker half" of the year. It is celebrated from sunset on 31 October to sunset on 1 November, or about halfway between the autumn equinox and the winter solstice. It is one of the four Gaelic seasonal festivals, along with Imbolc, Beltane and Lughnasadh. Historically, it was widely observed throughout Ireland, Scotland and the Isle of Man. 

Irish mythology was originally a spoken tradition, but the tales were eventually written down by Christian monks in the Middle Ages, who are thought to have Christianized many of them. According to Irish mythology, Samhain (like Beltane) was a time when the doorways to the Otherworld opened, allowing spirits to come into our world; but while Beltane was a summer festival for the living, Samhain was essentially a festival for the dead.

Samhain was seen as a liminal time, when spirits or fairies (the aos sí) could more easily come into our world. Many scholars see the aos sí as remnants of the pagan gods and nature spirits. At Samhain, it was believed that the aos sí needed to be propitiated to ensure that the people and their livestock survived the harsh winter. As such, offerings of food and drink were left for the aos sí. Playing pranks at Samhain is recorded in the Scottish Highlands as far back as 1736 and was also common in Ireland, which led to Samhain being nicknamed "Mischief Night" in some parts. Trick-or-treating may have come from the custom of going door-to-door collecting food for Samhain feasts, fuel for Samhain bonfires and/or offerings for the aos sí. Alternatively, it may have come from the All Saints/All Souls custom of collecting soul cakes.

(source: Wikipedia)


No trick-or-treaters at our house tonight... but I was ready!

"As the darkness now draws near, see the cycle of the year.
As the light now goes within, let the Hallows Dance begin."

BOO!

Plenty Of Love To Go Around

a post on Facebook about a senior cat needing a home 

Bailey likes bird-watching

turned out there were two of them - 13 years old  and headed to a shelter - they'd been living in the owner's finished basement and the young mother of two felt guilty about not spending more time with them

after talking to my husband, I told the owner to "Bring 'em both"

the tuxedo cat is Bailey - the fluffy one is Tyler

Tyler is silly and sweet

my cats are bewildered, but are trying to make the best of it, I give them extra love to make up for bringing in two strangers

Copper and Silver are little heroes

the new cats are making themselves right at home, even though Bailey sometimes cries plaintively for no reason

Tyler likes to play with toys and sit in the window

my husband, although supportive, had his doubts...

but in the end he told me, "I know you feel strongly about this. You have a big heart. It's something I love about you."

so we have two more mouths to feed

yeah... ain't love grand?