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in search of halloween 5

yes folks, we're just hours away from the big event and i'm still hunting down the halloween in my neighbourhood. i have to say that today's search was pretty epic. i was walking and taking photographs for a few hours and, for the first time, i encountered other halloween hunters [most of whom were equipped with more than a phone camera]. emboldened by the fact that i wasn't the only one spying, i decided to venture up some choice walkways and grab some close-ups for this edition.

so on the eve of the big night out, here's a taste of what's haunting the hills of montreal...

i think somebody along the lane dismembered mummy before i got there...





i just love that he bent over for me to get a better shot...



i so wanted to just run across the lawn to get a better shot, because it's not every day you see a skeleton in a lawn chair, but i figured he might throw his tibia at me or something.


as i've already said, drinking and brooming seems to be an epidemic among witches this year. and this is how they end up... wrapped around a tree...


the bats in this were actually flying around. 




THIS WAY...





i had to grab a couple of shots of this place... it's like a ghouls' nightclub or something...




anyone else ever notice how nicely contrasted skulls and pumpkins are? always look nice together in a shot. just me?




there are also a lot of more "harvest" themed displays, some of which get quite elaborate. like this family of scarecrows who appear to be selling their young.
















 this is another cool harvest piece








i'm pretty sure this guy was trying to sell me the used s.u.v.



i'm really annoyed i didn't get a better picture, because she was really special [and surrounded by black roses]... but i was trespassing and all...






this one was actually really shockingly pretty.




"hey norbert, any big plans for halloween?" "nah, guy, i'm just gonna hang out and see what happens..." [never do that again -ed.]


the large homes and sprawling lawns of westmount mean that there's a long of opportunity to create meandering pathways of horror...



all right, i'll include you, but considering the effort your neighbours put in, this is pretty cheesy...


i think she spooked me more than anything else...



this is like the family reunion photo i always dreamed i'd have...


and finally, a little local pumpkin carving. guy in the back on the right wins, because right now, nothing is darker than the montreal canadiens...


 hope you've enjoyed today's installment. there will be more on the morrow and, yes, i do believe that i'm saving the best for last...

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Can't wait for more then...

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