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Pumpkin Picking!

Today was a very long and eventful day, but it was nevertheless a very good one. That's because, my mother and I went to Burt's Pumpkin farm in the north Georgia mountains. It's kind of a tradition in my family. Every year near Halloween, we drive all the way up to the mountains to select our pumpkins. It's really nice to take in the sights.

On the way up, I took some pictures of the scenery. I just wanted to show everyone how beautiful it is there.  Burnt Mountain was the name of the mountain we were on.

Sharp Top Mountain in the distance

We arrived to Burt's Pumpkin Farm, and it was extremely crowded. I expected as much since it is close to Halloween. There were many cute children dressed up in spooky finery like little petticoats, striped leggings, witch hats, etc.






Unintentionally photo bombed


so...many...pumpkins

Yes, the pumpkins really are this enormous.






I definitely had my fair share of exercise today with hauling around pumpkins and pushing the wheelbarrow up steep hills. I'd do it any day, because this place is great!

On the way back, we stopped at a tractor supply company to look at some cowboy boots. I'll tell you, they had some pretty bad ass cowboy boots. Some of you might be rolling your eyes...but leather? Pointy toes? Rugged look? What's not to love! Maybe it's just the southern in me. There was pair with lace on it with a leather overlay. I tried it on, but my foot was stuck when I tried to yank off the boot. It turns out, I needed a boot jack to get it off. This was the first time I tried on cowboy boots, so I had no idea about boot jacks.

This, my friends, is a boot jack. Yes, they are necessary.
While I was there, I purchased an Outback hat that I've been eyeing for a while. It reminds me of Carl McCoy <3 (Fields of the Nephilim).

Aw yeah. This hat's the shit if I say so myself.

After I got back home, I prepared for tonight's ghost tour. Here's what I wore:

Good evening, everyone. May your holiday be sufficiently creepy.
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  1. Madame Mari MortemOctober 13, 2012 at 9:18 PM

    That is a spectacular outfit! That hat is all kinds of awesome.

    I love cowboy boots as well, but never found a pair that love me back... just yet =P

    Pumpkin picking is the greatest, and that place looks like a wonderful place to do it.

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  2. OddGhoulOutOctober 13, 2012 at 9:53 PM

    Thank you! Did you know New Rock sells cowboy boots? They're pretty cool looking. Oh, it is wonderful. A family tradition. We've been going to Burt's since I was a toddler.

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  3. CherishOctober 13, 2012 at 10:52 PM

    I love the outfit and hat! :)

    The mountains are so pretty there...and those pumpkins...o.0 Wish we had some that size in Australia.

    Lol, boot jack. I had to use one once before while trying to get a boot off. It was a nice black 'cowboy' like one, not quite but similar. :D

    Also I used a thing called a 'shoe horn' to get me out of another pair of 'too small' shoes xD

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    1. OddGhoulOutOctober 14, 2012 at 7:54 AM

      It's so funny that things like boot jacks and shoe horns are completely necessary. haha I'd love to go back for some boots they had there, but they're so expensive. I may have to order some online.

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  4. AsylumAliceOctober 14, 2012 at 7:45 AM

    I can't wait to get my pumpkin! Usually we go to a similar place called Rock Creek Farms where they have acres and acres of pumpkins. This year we might have to go to Walmart though because Rock Creek is so far away and Halloween is so close! Your hat is very bad ass! And I am still insanely jealous of your job.

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    1. OddGhoulOutOctober 14, 2012 at 7:57 AM

      If you o decide to go to Rock Creek Farms, post pictures please! I'm very privileged to have the job that I have. Memorizing the 20 page script was definitely worth it. Maybe there's a town near you that does ghost tours. If there is, it never hurts to ask about a job. That's what I did. :)

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