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Welcome to
HALLOWEEN WITH THE MCARTHURS!
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| Many years ago, at the end of every October, a very special thing happened on the west side of Santa Cruz...The very Ordinary-seeming residents of a small, modest house, on a small, modest street, in a small modest neighborhood, showed forth their TRUE natures, and presented...... |
THE HAUNTED GRAVEYARD AND THE WITCHES COTTAGE !!!
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Ghosties and Skeletons drift in a Halloween breeze
across the Haunted Graveyard, while Luminarias and Jack-O-Lanterns light the way through
the Graveyard to the Witches Cottage.
But along their way, the travelers must pass the
steaming Pool of Death, where sits the Terrifying Banshee, red-eyed from her wailing......
sometimes, The Grim Reaper - Father Time = also awaits the travelers....
With Mr Bones waving in greeting, The Grim Reaper welcomes
the travelers; while the Lady Moon - obligingly horrifying on this night of terrors -
shines on them, lighting their way.......
Another Banshee takes up her post, wailing and moaning by
the River's ford......to the terror of the travelers who must pass by......
The Banshee prepares to wash the shrouds
of those for whom the grim reaper (im)patiently waits. By comparison, the glowing
and candlelit Witches Cottage seems almost welcoming, amd the travelers are relieved to
finally reach it.
The Witch, alone in her small cottage, sits amid her
potions and brews, awaiting the travelers who will soon visit her on this Night of
Nights...... Lovingly, she strokes the skull of her dear departed "Yorick" as
she waits....
As she gazes at her recipe books and bottles of herbs
and potions, she ponders........Hmmmm........what to fix for that midnight snack when the
guests have all gone? Eye of newt salad? Yak-Iguana stew? Adder's Fork
soup, perhaps; with a bit of Houndstooth Gelato for dessert? Ah....decisions,
decisions!
And then suddenly, it's all
over.............
The travelers have come, obligingly screamed in terror, and have departed.......
Now in silence the skeletons dance in the gentle wind....
The ghosties drift between the trees and hover over the graves....
The Banshee moans and sobs her last......the luminarias and jack-o-lanterns flicker and
die......
And Father Time swings his scythe, harvesting souls for the next world.....
And so......
The Winter begins....
~Our Cast of Characters~
Ghosts.....................Themselves
Skeletons......................Themselves
First Banshee.....................Heather Crawford
Grim Reaper/Father Time......................Matthew McArthur
The Lady Moon......................Gabrielle Laney
Second Banshee......................Amanda McArthur
Witch.........................Abigail McArthur
~Credit where credit is due~
Set Design...............Abigail McArthur
Set up........................mostly
Abigail,
but also Matthew, Amanda, Nicholas, Margie & David
bossed around by Abigail
Props................Margie McArthur
Sound Crew.................David & Nicholas McArthur
(try to imagine "Night on Bald
Mountain,"
Bach's "Tocatta & Fugue" and Wendy Carlos's "Sonic Seasonings"
playing in the background as you look at these pictures,
because that's the music we have playing while we're doing it!)
All contents & photos on this website are
(c) copyright
Margie McArthur
1999
