Showing posts with label All Hallows Eve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label All Hallows Eve. Show all posts

Sunday, November 1, 2009

All Hallow's Redux


Our annual magical walk through the enchanted forest at Merryspring Nature Center, sponsored by Ashwood Waldorf School, was held on a balmy, breezy, and eventually moonlit evening.
this masked beauty greeted us on the path
and pointed us on our way
Jonas, as the Goddess Artemis, looks to me like a regal Elf with his mighty bow.
Sylvan, a cowboy, who had a major crisis-of-costume about an hour prior to our leaving.
While I was trying to nap. It was a situation that needed a lot of finesse-ing on the part of Jonas and me. (Jonas did a better job. I wasn't in the mood for crisis at the last minute: You can be a cowboy. Or you can be a knight. No, you do not look puffy. Choose now.)
a spinster plies her yarn
a shy bunny peeks out at us

The tree spirits were especially lovely this year:
is this one sticking its tongue out at me?
This clown was very shy:
Mama Cowgirl and her Cowboy

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Enchanted Evening

Remember all those pumpkins from last post? Come with me on our enchanted walk for a little taste of what our school offers the community on All Hallows Eve...Much better in person! Come along next year! This little happy butterfly is leaping in anticipation, as she waits in line:
Picture a woodland path at dusk, lit by pumpkin-light. Participants stay on the path and give a wide berth to our special guests, as so many of them are very shy. A scarecrow, nods the slightest welcome:
In the gloaming, you may see the flit of a red cape among the trees, or hear the call of flutes from fairies up in the treetops:

Thump...thump...thump...gnomes are busily at work finding gemstones:
A few notes of the cello hang on the hushed air:
Is that St. George and the dragon?

A tree sprite sways gently in the breeze:


My own three handsome fellas...And I was quite a fetching cowgirl---no photo record, however.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Happy Halloween

The boys in Sylvan's class made a fairy village at school.
Andy Goldsworthy, are you looking for 6 year-old collaborators?
This is the fairy graveyard (Halloween-ish, right?):
And now for something completely different:
One hundred-plus carved pumpkins, to light the way on the All Hallows Eve Walk tonight:
Check out these raucous fellows!
Have a spooky night!