The Evening Sun

I spent Halloween on a farm with the pumpkins and corn and gourds and cabbages, under an orange sun, in the cold crisp evening light.  We ate candy, made mischief, got drunk on tequila and honored the dead.  It was both familiar and cathartic.

"To see their future husband, the young women used to take one teaspoonful of flour, one of the salt, and one of the water, and mix them together, forming dough.  This they made into a little cake, which they baked in the ashes of the stone grate. While eating this, they walked backwards toward their beds, laid themselves down across them, and went to sleep lying in this position.  If they dreamed of their future husband as bringing a glass cup containing water, he was wealthy; if a tin cup, he was in good circumstances; and if he had ragged clothes and a rusty tin cup, he was very poor."  -The Journal of American Folklore (p. 49)

A bowl of water, a bowl of earth, a bowl of rings- fortunes for the future on All Hallows Eve.  Halloween Tables are a tradition, and I hope to get more creative with each passing year.

Baking for the home and the spirits; a lot of the time, we express our devotion through simple domestic arts and crafts which connect us to our ancestors and the wisdom they've passed on to us.  This recipe that came to be from the ether is cocoa blueberry and it turned out heavenly!

I hope your final harvest was full of treats and traditions.

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