Skulduggery

It is a Halloween like no other.

Skeletons love nothing more than to wave at us as we take walks, drive by, or ride bikes. Skeletons wave from Adirondack chairs, Barcaloungers, hammocks.

Skeleton families group together in rockeries.  Mama Skeleton holds Baby Skeleton on her lap.  Papa Skeleton digs out skeleton hands from the earth.  Junior Skeleton hangs out with Doggie Skeleton who holds a bone in his mouth. 

A content, friendly skeleton family.

Skeleton sporting shades leans back in a chair holding a red drink. Kool-Aid? Somehow, I don’t think so. I sense this is Alcoholic Skeleton. Perhaps family life got to him? Maybe he needed Al-Anon?

Solo Skeleton swings from a tree swing wearing an Audubon cap.

Skeleton on porch holds a pair of binoculars: “The better to see you with, My Dear.”

Skeletons hang from rooftops, climb trees, drape themselves around lamp posts.  Skeletons pirate a ship on a lawn.  Skeletons dance on porches.

Skeletons, skeletons, skeletons.

Where do all these skeletons come from? Are people buying them on Amazon or do they have skeletons in the closet?

I try to hop on the skeleton bandwagon, but brick and mortar stores are sold out. 

Clearly, a case of skulduggery. 

Witches, ghosts, and vampires?  Sorry, guys, but you are passe this year.  Skeletons rule in Halloween 2020. 

And rightly so:  it seems the Grim Reaper has never shadowed our world so close with COVID, race riots, environmental meltdowns, United States presidential election turmoil.

As for the masks…I won’t go there.

Watch your back. And rest in peace.

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