||“It was a small town by a small river and a small lake in a small northern part of a Midwest state. There wasn't so much wilderness around you couldn't see the town. But on the other hand there wasn't so much town you couldn't see and feel and touch and smell the wilderness. The town was full of trees. And dry grass and dead flowers now that autumn was here. And full of fences to walk on and sidewalks to skate on and a large ravine to tumble in and yell across.||
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"There must have been a thousand pumpkins on this tree, hung high and on every branch. A thousand smiles. A thousand grimaces."
This was so good for my soul; it was like getting chicken soup while bundled up in bed or going through old photographs, I absolutely love this book. I firmly recommend checking out the movie too - it's a little bit different because they couldn't explore the|| subtle criticisms of Christianity replacing paganism ||and much of the story is different. I love the book's quieter, reserved and more patient vibe in exploring the origins of Halloween compared to the more fast paced energy of the movie BUT RAY BRADURY NARRATES IN THE MOVIE AND LEONARD NEMOY IS ||MOUNDSHROUD|| 
ANYWAY
||Mr. Moundshroud teaches the boys about Halloween across the ages while they look for their missing friend Pipkin. There aren't a lot of childrens' books that reference druids, mummies, witches, gargoyles, and the day of the dead. The prose is poetic and flows like water from a hose. Some of it has an almost Doctor Seussian flair but at the same time provides an almost divided sense of comfort and eeriness. This book is full of the energy of children running around, playing in heaps of leaves, trick-or-treating, carving pumpkins and laughing all the while. Bradbury seems to have many different voices, depending on what kind of story he's telling, and this is one of pure joy. ||
||To me, this is one of the BEST Halloween books and certainly longs to exist in any Autumn TBR. In terms of setup and pacing it reminds me a little bit of A Christmas Carol? ||
Honestly straight after shot gunning this book I went onto reread Dandelion Wine because he encapsulates Summer in that book in the same way that he does for Autumn in this one. I just love Ray Bradbury.
||“When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die.”||
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