Belated for Christmas, or really holiday time in general, but figured I’d get this out there.
When I was home for the holidays during Xmas 2011, a great deal of my walking at night with Lexy was aimed towards talking about various things, making fun of dog and what we imagine dog would say with his ever-changing imaginary voice, and, since it was that time of year, looking at what lights and what kind of effort our neighbours and distant neighbourhood neighbours had put up for the season.
There were houses that looked like Holiday Cheer had reached its drunken limit and threw up on their lawn. Sometimes that holiday cheer ended up on parts of their houses, too.
There were houses that had a concentration of brightness, of lights that would zig-zag and bundle itself into a concentrated portion of the house. These houses would attract your attention even as you didn’t want to burn your eyes looking directly at it. “Isn’t that a nice house–BRIGHT!DON’TLOOKATTHEDOOR!BRIGHT!–and they even decorated…”
There were colour themed houses. My sister and I looked at two houses side by side, one with orange/red and yellow lights concentrated around the entrance, and the house directly next to it spread out in sprawled squiggles in blue and green. The contrasts in the double houses–the huge buildings cut in half to house two separate families– were especially amusing when we saw done in the calm chilly blue-white lights on one half and furious and fiery red lights on the other.
There are also the inflatable things… I’m not terribly fond of these things, for a number of reasons that are beside the fact that they look mostly stupid. They aren’t new anymore, so there are a lot of houses where even the Holiday Cheer couldn’t get drunk all over their lawn–there’s no room to. If you have a front lawn that isn’t particularly large, you shouldn’t be trying to fit three of the gigantic inflatable things… I also don’t like that they use up so much energy just having air pumped into them, and if they’re punctured, most people throw then out–more garbage, thanks…
Some are amusing, and when they first came out I thought hat they were held upright due to the sheer amount of awesome that had been pumped into their creation.
Some of them MOVED. Some of them had songs that went with their movements.
On walks, Lexy and I would occasionally stop for a bit to appreciate the blow up
dolls things on people’s lawns.
This year, we had another reason to stop and stare. And smile. Sadly didn’t get around to going back at night, but here’s a picture of what we saw:
You can't help but look at it, can you?
If this had been taken at night, I have no doubt that it would be even more… spectacular…
Lexy has mentioned that she saw a Rudolf blow up thingy, equally unfortunately lit.
Also, Santa seems to be in a skirt 😛
There are a number of things that come to mind when I look at this picture…
It’s staring at me.
I just hope that children who walk past won’t see
it later as the one-eyed demon that ruined Christmas anything abnormal, and will be too focused on the light that’s staring into their souls how awesome and blown up that Christmas decoration is.
Though, I’d like to think that the people who own this house didn’t keep it up
when if they noticed the unfortunate light. I think know my parents would have noticed, and would have laughed long and hard before taking it down.
I hope that they notice it next year if they choose to put it up…
Have to say though, that was the most memorable Christmas display (seems like the wrong word to use for some reason) from this past year.
Happy belated holidays to all, and in honor of my Wiccan friend, a very belated Merry Samhain and Yule.
BONUS: Samhain is pronounced Seh-my-ah (not sam-hain as I’d once thought) and always occurs on October 31st for the Northern Hemisphere.