Dismal

It's been raining for 15 straight hours now.  Half of my yard haunt is unfinished: Farmer/Hatchet man is still a PVC frame, the cornstalks are drooping again, 3 tombstones and a column still need to be water-proofed, as do Samara's hands (she who will be coming up from a big black flowerpot instead of the well that didn't get built),  no jack-o-lanterns have been carved yet, and it's doubtful the finishing touch of cobwebs will be distributed.

It's a wet, soggy, bare mess right now.

On the slightly positive side, I did get the tombstones carved, and finished painting them at 2:30 this morning.  They aren't what I'd planned, but they'll have to do.  If I get a chance to make the green-paint-dryer-lint "moss", maybe that will help.  Then again, maybe the paint will just run.

No, I didn't carve the Viking ship--just the epitaph. 

This one was going to read "Don D. Cade", but I realized all three tombstones would be for males, so I changed it to Dawn instead.  A little harder to sound out, but maybe people will get it.

I know you can't read this one--but I'm hoping the ToTs will be able to.  It reads: "Ye who walk o'er me will wish you'd died 'fore me."  They will have to get close to read it--and that's the point.

I'd hoped to drape this one with the fake green "grape" cluster lights and place it at the end of the driveway, but now I'm not sure.

Sigh.  Maybe things will dry up slightly.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed.