I guess all you can really do is stare them down and hope for the best
Tell me — do these freak you out as much as they freak me out?


I’ve seen tree faces around town, and nearly every time I encounter one I’m left the worse for wear. I inevitably flinch or startle or jump, making whomever I’m walking with laugh hysterically as I attempt to regain my composure. Then again, I’m also the first of my clique to get the screaming heebies when Halloween decorations start going up.

That’s just NOT what I need to see when I’m walking home from the train station at one a.m. after a great party. I mean, really now, I’m already on edge, trotting around by myself in the darkness.
Maybe I’m in a minority here, but I like trees just because. I don’t need to give them creepy faces to make them funnier or give them personality. All the trees in my life have plenty of personality already — in fact, I spent most of fall raking up said personality!
All I can think is this is what happens when Mr. Potato Head goes bad.
Yes. Yes, they do disturb me greatly.
There is not enough Rum and Coke to remedy the situation.
As an aficionado of the bizarre you’d think I would love those, but they’re horrible. They are a good idea, but a hideous design.
They remind me of the Ents in Lord of the Rings. I have a friend who has randomly placed them on trees in the forest on his property. He has also made little fairy houses there. His grandchildren love them.
Creepy.
Would make me NOT want to take a moonlit walk in the garden.