This year, Claire decide to be an Amanita muscaria mushroom for Halloween. We raided the scrap basket, and made over an old umbrella:
Real Amanitas have white stems rather than brown, but Claire didn’t have any warm clothes in white, and we made a bet that the general public wouldn’t notice. And of course we were fortunate that Tom, fresh home from Burning Man, was well-versed in the art of adornment-via-luminescence.
Friends have asked, “Do you think it’s odd that she takes such an interest in toxic/hallucinogenic fungus?” It’s true, Claire’s named her goldfish Amanita, Bolete, and, yes, Psilocybe…But no, I’m not worried.
We just love this holiday. Isn’t it wonderful that Americans do something as beautifully earthy as carving a real live squash, lighting it from within, using actual flame?