You know that feelin when you lived in a tiny two bedroom apartment for nearly six years and had to squash every desire to explode with Christmas cheer year after year due to neighborly consideration?
Well, you forget all about that feeling the minute you get to string lights at YOUR VERY OWN HOUSE!
Now, we're just gettin settled over here mind you and we're still novice light stringers.
The neighbor's around here have pretty much aced it......
But that's alright cuz I love my little window.
The joy I get from these three little strands are guaranteed to soar high above that of even the most excellent domestic light show in this old town. Ironically, I encountered the homeowner of the blue one while standin in awe outside his home. He was a mean old codger and was short with me about bein too close to his lawn.
Pretty lights don't make pretty people, I suppose.....
Get festive ya'll.
It don't hurt nothin....... ;)