October can mean so many things…Harvest time, Halloween, Octoberfest, apple picking, country fairs, trick or treating. For today I was thinking of those witches from MacBeth.
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
