I do love this time of the year.
I love the fact that it’s frosty and our weather station’s temperature display often reads minus something. I even love the short days and the long dark nights drawing in.
I’m from the Southern Hemisphere so you might think that I’d find a winter Christmas feels wrong, but to be honest the only thing I found strange about it was how familiar it felt to be celebrating when it’s dark and cold outside.
It just feels natural. I’ve been back to NZ for the odd ‘warm Christmas’ since I moved to the UK , and that now feels wrong!
Although I tutt when the shops start putting up their decorations in November, come December I love to see the tinsel in the windows and the Christmas stock out, and I always look forward to our local Christmas fair when the High Street lights are switched on for the first time.
I love it when it’s time to bring the advent calender and the Elf on the Shelf out, and I enjoy putting up the tree and the lights as much as the kids do.
And as stressful as it is at the time, I love putting together the annual cheesy Christmas card.
All of these things mean Christmas to me, but the one thing that always announces that Christmas is really here, to me is this:
This is the local ‘Crazy House’ that always goes overboard at Halloween and Christmas. This photo doesn’t do justice to the wattage that rolls off this display. You can see the glow emanating from it at the other end of the street.
Luckily for us, this house is the next street over. However it is semi detached and the house next door was up for sale this year. I did catch myself wondering if the vendors had declared their neighbour’s love of tacky Christmas illuminations to the buyers…
If you fancy more festive photos, then pop on over and check out this week’s Gallery over at Sticky Fingers.