Head on a Stick

O.K....bear with me...I did NOT set this up. It was like this...off the road, up the beach, over the sand dunes, headed towards the Currituck Sound and breaking through some solid brush when we were greeted with this vision.

Against his better judgement, my husband let me out of the Blazer to record these "heads on sticks". Except for the fact that these are all plastic manequin heads, I felt transported back to the dark ages of European History. I kept looking over my shoulder expecting to see Vlad the Impaler creeping up on me.

Do ya think this guy wants you to stay on the other side of this fence or what!