The Haunter

Got an email from a coworker with the link below and the words "This is you."

The Haunter

Another photo from The Haunter's Hallow'd Ground Haunt.

This shot got me thinking about just how odd a Haunter really is.  It's like we're owners of a weird once-a-year carnival that gets quickly assembled and disassembled before the more sentimental family-friendly holidays arrive.  It's a bit uncivilized, really.  We create strange little movie or stage sets featuring old cemeteries with floating ghosts in crypts and rotting bodies rising from their putrid graves.  Stirring witches and hissing fog machines are like living things to us.  A string of tiny orange lights is like magic.  And pumpkins.  Lord, don't get me started.

But seeing a house like this...  like when you spot one in your neighborhood unexpectedly.  Those fake cobwebs on bushes, or creepy things hanging in trees, or a hand or those legs sticking up out of a lawn.  Or those [still] funny witches smashed into the side of a tree or telephone pole - broom and all.  It's just odd.  And awesome.

And I'm glad we're out here doing it year after year.  Imagine if we weren't.

More photos here.