Snow is a given when you live in the state of Minnesota. Winter lasts longer than what I consider to be worthy of a wonderland. The wonder wears off by January 1. But from Thanksgiving to Christmas, the snow is bearable. Beautiful. Only because of the lights.
Ordinary houses transform from boring to bold. Regular old living rooms glow with comfort and joy. Coniferous evergreens go from green to grand.
Everyday Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays spent watching various Versus NHL games and highlights and Gopher broadcasts are more than just regular-season games; they become exciting winter classics.
And I change. Whenever the lights are on, whenever I flip the switches and plug in the cords, I feel it. The magic of the season.
Everything looks better with Christmas lights.
I ask. You answer.
- Colored lights or white lights?
- Big bulbs or small?
- Do you think Christmas lights should be used all-year-round?