Finn had a huge (2' tall) punk that he asked me to carve.
Cara is far better at this than me. Here's her cat-kin:
I sliced the bottom off this one to make it appear he's rising out of something.
A neighbor's haunted yard:
A deliberately blurred shot.
We were overrun again - some 100 kids and more, but we had to shut down because we were too liberal with the candy. A lot of houses folded early. I like this town.
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