Today was so wet and windy that I couldn’t even put our jack-o-lantern outside. I even lit the candle and put the carved pumpkin over it indoors, but the moment I tried to take it to the porch, the wind blew the candle out. So here it is, looking down at things from a hall window.

I wasn’t expecting many trick-or-treaters at all. Partly because of the weather, but also because they’ve been fewer in recent years. Families going away for autumn break, perhaps. Still, Ingrid bought some candy just in case, enough for the ten or so kids I expected.

In the end, we got over twenty trick-or-treaters. I ran out of Halloween candy, and dug through our cupboards for any kind of sweets that kids might eat (except Adrian’s Aladdin pralines). There’s no point in offering them dark chocolate, or candied ginger… They got my Skotte hiking snacks, and our Valrhona white chocolate buttons, and some leftover dammsugare. The last ones walked away with very measly handouts. Had there been any more of them, I’d have been forced to give them biscuits or baking chocolate.