This happened tonight. The first time since two seasons past. I was ready for it after ambling up and down rolling hills for tricks, treats and hair clips, yes, it’s a thing around such hills. The layers got me through the nippy night but nothing like kicking off the first fire of the season, the flickering flames have a way of putting on the charm. Kind of like the first little darlings dashing off into the streets toting empty bags and as the evening rolls around a ménage of costumed street kids lugging bulging bags over their shoulders. Beguiling or a hex, depending on who inquires.