Halloween Display Walk Around the Neighborhood

Went out after dark for the Halloween display walk around the neighborhood here in San Marcos — a whole street where the houses each pick a theme and commit to it.

The first one was a full farmers market stand under a red canopy: skeletons working the tables, a chalkboard offering raven eggs for fifty cents, cobweb-covered strawberries laid out on a plate, revolting roses two dollars. Somebody clearly spends weeks on this. A few doors down a house had turned itself into a blood bank, Dracula out front with a sign asking for donors, and across the way a skeleton wedding on the porch steps — bride, groom, minister with a book of spells, even a flower girl.

The far end of the street was all pirates, two houses' worth. Skeletons in striped shirts locked in a cage under a sign reading Dead Men Tell No Tales, and next door the whole front of the house rigged with rope like the deck of a ship, crews climbing the lines all the way up to the second-floor windows.

Also passed a Dead & Breakfast with a skeleton concierge at a reservations desk, and a Skeleton Saloon lit entirely red, gamblers on the balcony.