Monday, December 10, 2012
December 10: Walking the streets, searching for Christmas
Today we went walking from here to there, Dear Boy in the pram, Middle Brother Mountain pushing and me searching out the Christmas decorations.
Because Dear Boy is in bed around 7pm and the sun sets after 8, we haven't seen any of the night lights in our neighbourhood this year. But walking through the 'burbs, I've found... well... very little. Hardly any lights strung in trees, hardly any wreaths on doors, and definitely no Santas on roofs. So yesterday's walk was a mission to find the secretly festive enclaves, made all the more difficult because it was, der, daytime.
It took a while, but eventually we started to see the subtlest of signs: 'Santa please stop here', a few giant candy canes pushed into the dirt of the garden, some spray can snow on windows, the shadow of a tree through curtains. We'll take our Christmas cheer where we can.