It is starting to get close in the year when the witch from the south will soon come out of her cocoon – so I will have to be on guard. On a certain night during this period of time, she will sit by her cauldron then will drink her witches’ brew, a potion that will give her major strength for the trip. She will then get on her broom and fly north where she thinks I am – but I will not be there this time. Sorry witch- perhaps next year.
Happy Halloween to you!