The first clue that this party would be something special was the invitation.
Going all out does not necessarily mean filling the front yard with blow-up spiders and witches.
I took these shots the next day. Arriving in the dark, the skeletons on those bags glowed from the candles within.
Each nook and cranny had spooky/elegant vignettes, here augmented by a discarded beard.
See what I mean? Intricate skulls found their way onto pillows, hand towels and a few other places.
This was the shower curtain. When I washed my hands, the soap was a glow-in-the-dark skull.
This was really more of a ‘Day of the Dead’ party, so there were altars to those who have passed.
With the stage set so dramatically, you can be sure the guests got into the spirit. There were 29 women and one very brave man in attendance.
Susan joked that Ellie often comes dressed for a different party, but her imaginative costumes take the prize anyway.
Even the dogs got into the act.
Our hostess, Susan, with a drink called a skull crusher in one hand and a bottle of pink bubbly in the other. No she was not a two fisted drinker, but making sure that all of her guests were well supplied.
I’ll bow to the gardening focus of this blog by bowing out with some sculptures that Susan has assembled from rusty parts. I hope you had a shriekingly good time on Halloween, or the Day of the Dead. I sure did. Thanks, Susan.