It was so windy, the jack-o-lanterns took shelter on the porch until the last minute.
It was so windy, I was going to snap this, the only un-staked tombstone, in two if I had to rush to secure it one more time.
It was so windy, candles were repeatedly extinguished and re-lighting them became futile.
It was so windy, the mourners shuddered violently on their cemetery bench.
Nonetheless, they remained stoic throughout the evening.
It was so windy, it made taking photographs difficult. Sometimes impossible.
But at least it didn't rain.
(More dry photos here)
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