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To: abuelita who wrote (38119)	12/6/2004 8:27:18 AM
From: altair19	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 104157

Clapper <i told him that i left my lights on the tree all year long and when i finished raking, i got the extension cord, wove it thru the shrubbery to our tree and plugged it in. voilà - LIGHTS!> Ya say you just plug them in every year? BRILLIANT! I start my spastic wrestling match with the lights and trees tonight. Altair19

To: abuelita who wrote (38119)	12/6/2004 9:11:27 AM
From: Crocodile	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 104157

rose- i told him that i left my lights on the tree all year long and when i finished raking, i got the extension cord, wove it thru the shrubbery to our tree and plugged it in. voilà - LIGHTS! hey! some years I do that too. but then, i often leave a small string of clear Christmas tree lights turned on in one of the maple trees outside the window of my studio room. It's not much, but i do it for during winter when it's so dark here because there are no other lights in sight when looking out across the fields. Here's how it looks from where i'm sitting right at this moment, but taken about a month ago when there were still a few leaves on the maple. pbase.com i find it helps to stave off a bit of the winter doldrums. also reminds me of when i was growing up in the Montreal area and my family would go to one of the city parks just before Christmas each year. In winter, there would be thousands of clear lights through the tops of the maple and other trees throughout the park.. and the air would be very cold and the snow would be crunchy, like walking on styrofoam...crunch...crunch..with each step. There were pens for animals and there were reindeer wandering around, and a big hokey wooden "ark" with animals like raccoons and skunks curled up sleeping inside little rooms that you could see into through windows when you walked along the side of the ark. In the middle of the park was a sort of fantastic glass and metal building..about 2 stories tall but just small in diameter... whimsical looking thing, and there was a man sitting inside at the keyboard of a big pipe organ playing Christmas music. We usually went on a very cold weekday night and there would be few people other than my family walking around... and just the reindeer crunching around in the snow and coming up to the fence looking for handouts. One of those magical kinds of memories from my growing up years. I was a little reminded of all of this Christmas stuff over the weekend. I went into the closest town to get provisions on Saturday... (keep in mind that i'm not much for going to towns or cities). I get to the bridge that crosses into town, only to find that the streets are all blocked off for the annual Christmas Parade -- which is in full swing and the streets are jammed full of people. No way was there to be any grocery shopping that day. I returned yesterday and the parking lot was jammed full of people and there were horse-drawn trolley-type wagons decorated with cedar boughs and ribbons, taking people all around through the town. Inside the grocery stores, there were 4 men in grey melton coats and very weird red tuques standing together at the cash area. Mr. Croc nudges me in the side and says, "Look at those guys in the weird hats! Wonder what they're up to!" We find out about 30 seconds later when they break into "Walking in a Winter Wonderland" -- turns out they're a barbershop quartet. Oh yes, and on the way out to the truck with our groceries, we're met by Father and Mother Christmas who are wandering around waving at everyone. Seems there's still plenty of Christmas spirit to be found in our town. -croc