I didn’t enter this year’s Halloween Contest, and my excuse is that reading the stories then affords me greater pleasure.
I did post one Halloween story, though—one of my little ditties. I am eager to read Ashley’s poem. If she’s not too quick I might predict the rhymes. Could she possibly make use of Lapsong Souchong? If not, I’d certainly settle for quim.
As often is the case, my illustration is decidedly bare, going beyond the characters’ limited dress. Lisa here is wearing more than she typically does. But you’d think there would be a box of cereal evident somewhere in that kitchen. Okay, let’s just say Nils and Lisa are expert housekeepers. And you know what they say: clutter rhymes with peanut butter.