In search of lights on Christmas Eve

Following the Christmas Eve pageant, we drove, looking for lights.  Blue lights in tall trees, wreathed lights in windows, two stars drawn out on a slanting lawn, a blow-up Frosty, paired sets of twinkles.



But it was this, caught just before dusk, that said Christmas to me.  I had been rushing and working.



I stopped.



Merry Christmas to you all today.