Putting up the Christmas lights is rather like living life on the edge these days, especially with a pair of sore knees. But Robin persevered over a few days, and the job is done. It was so much easier once that nasty wind had dropped, and I was there to steady the ladder for him, and pass up the necessary items. We don’t go overboard with outside lights, just a few strings here and there. This string of pom pom lights, (actually we call them the toilet brush lights) didn’t fare at all well in the wind, and seemed to have snapped a wire or two, so they had to come down.
This was replaced with a thick string of sparkly red tinsel, entwined with little red lights which come on at night.
It’s not easy to get photos of Christmas lights flicking on and off, but this will give you some idea of what it looks like. It’s always better in real life, of course.
The spiral rope tree sitting outside by the front door looks all white and insipid during the day, but comes alive once it gets dark and the lights are switched on. This was quite a good buy on sale some years ago and it collapses for easy storage.
Our spiral rope tree
Some of our near neighbours in the village have lights up outside too, so nice to see others getting into the festive spirit. It doesn’t have to be a lot to make a salute to Christmas.