31 Days of Halloween...Day 3

Todays design is one that you will see a variety of during the 31 days of Halloween. For those of you that know me, will know how much I adore these candy skulls. They decorate the sign for my cottage, adorn the walls of my parlour and even make an appearance in my bathroom. So it was inevitable that I will include some in my 31 days challenge. I coloured this one with my promarkers. All the projects that I have made for the 31 days I am putting them altogether into a book..so at the end of the challenge I will have a memory of this my first 31 day challenge. This candy skull is from the fabulous SLS Lines.

I am so excited to be a part of this challenge and over the next couple of weeks will be sharing my own memories of Halloween. I will of course be visiting all the other blogs who are participating as soon as BT lets me. I have been looking but am desperate to comment but BT and my internet connection are so pathetic it took me 4 hours yesterday just to blog. I would like to thank everyone who has commented in the last couple of days..I am on my way to your blogs...just keep your fingers crossed that BT play fair..lol.
Now for my memories of Halloween. When I was a little girl my Grandmother was a great believer in Halloween and would always celebrate the day. Back in those days, Halloween as it is now didn't exist to most people but it did in our house. My Grandmother always called it All Hallows and always had a gathering of friends. It was a time to get together and remember all those who had gone before and to celebrate the lives that we had. I remember all the days baking to get ready for the night. There were no pumpkins to carve but we carved out swedes to hold a candle. Late at night there was always a bonfire to be sat round and music being played..a time to sing the old songs. Somehow those nights were always special and the veil between those past and us was somehow lifted. It all felt so special and so right..so natural. I can remember that a lot of my friends never had anything like we did and I suppose that they thought that we were all a little wierd. But my Grandmother didn't care. She had grown up with the magical night of All Hallows and wanted to ensure that I could experience the closeness and memories of that special night. I suppose this was where my love of Halloween began and I was able to share it with Henry for the too short time he was with us.
Well the coffee is calling and then I will be off to try and comment some of the fabulous blogs that are out there sharing the love of all things Halloween. The cats are all outside enjoying the sunny day here in the mountains. We are all for a noisy couple of days, as Twinkle has begun calling...all I can say is that I'm glad she is the only one to do it..she makes enough noise on her own..lol. The object of her fancy this time seems to be Simon..bless him he has no idea what is going on...he just walks round with a hunted look on his face..lol. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.