Observation #10, 10/30: All Hallows Up North

It’s a gusting, blustering day in the Pacific Northwest with plenty of threat of rain: here we worry about hooligans and druggies, kidnappers and thieves, punk rock kids in punk rock bands smashing pumpkins in homage. But somewhere up North, with a far-off cousin on a far-off frontier, the only worry is the wandering suburban moose, who stops for a squash-like snack at every door.

Trick or Treat.