Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Thursday, 27 October 2016
A witch and her cauldrons
My dad took this picture, one among many, in Quebec City, where they seem to give Halloween the proper respect the holiday deserves. So anyway, among other decorations, there was that witch, surrounded by pumpkins and Jack O'Lanterns, and her cauldrons. I thought she looked deliciously sinister and malevolent. Who knows what poisons or magic potions she is brewing. With a bone instead of a spoon! You can read what I think of witches in this post. I love to hate witches, I think, just like I thought when I wrote that post, that they are now too seldom used in scary stories. This Halloween I do not have enough time to write a horror story for this blog like I do some years, but I might keep this image in mind for an epic encounter between Jack O'Lantern and a witch like this one.