Here's a few I saw recently on our perambulations:
Classic pumpkins, piled up in a patch sincere enough to attract the Great Pumpkin. When I was growing up we never put pumpkins outside; even in the city, the wildlife would tear it up. Squirrels, mostly, but not exclusively. What the squirrels really liked was Indian corn, also called flint corn. I think we put some out as a decoration once. Just once.
Around here the pumpkins seem to remain unmolested, except sometimes by teenagers. They're the pumpkins' only known predator.
Now this is more what I'm used to -- a good ol' fashioned plastic Halloween pumpkin, just like nature intended.
Nobody I've seen around here is doing Bloody Lawns of Death that would send preschoolers screaming into the street. This ghost is about the scariest thing there is, and that's only when the wind makes it flap. Well, unless you count this....
GO HOME SPIDER YOU ARE DRUNK
A banner is always nice, and here within the classic behatted pumpkin. Halloween is the only time of year people put hats on fruits and no one thinks it's weird.
This here is one of those moving displays, revolving symbols of the holiday in lights shone up against the wall. I'm sure you have noticed the questionable aspect of these bats, though -- they are red, gold, and green. In other words, this is a Christmas decoration that has a Halloween feature but only shines in Christmas colors. I'll report back on this one in December, see if they're doing reindeer or something.
And speaking of Christmas decorations repurposed for Halloween in a Chinese factory, we have...
A stack of three pumpkins. Right. And the top one has a top hat. Uh-huh. This is obviously just a snowman. C'mon. You're not fooling anyone, pumpkins.
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