It’s not October without a weird woman chanting over a smoking cauldron and so I do my part to add a little magic to the neighborhood. The utiseta had to be early this year as I’m not going to have nine more consecutive nights at home after this week.
I think it’s gone well, if different, than in previous years. I’m really digging the new cauldron anyway.
Here’s the altar and some shots of it in use. Note the turkey bone (ha!).