Saturday, December 24, 2011
This Christmas will always be remembered for all the lighting problems we had. The outdoor lights had to be replaced several times and the lights even went out on the tree. I gave up.
Luckily, we live in the middle of two towns that know how to celebrate the darkest days of winter.
Every square inch of the twin beach area is covered in lights. It's as if they compete to see who can have the most. I can't even begin to show half of what there is to see.
The pier looks like an entrance to a fairy land.
You can't miss the railway museum.
There are trees everywhere and I mean everywhere. Drive down Rt. 260 to the bay and you will see what I mean.
Even the crab shack is covered in lights.
The charter boats are looking rather festive as well.
My favorite display was hard to capture. In an area that suffered major damage from Hurricane Irene, someone went back into the woods and wrapped lights around lots of trees in a place where so many beautiful trees fell. I could only manage to get a photo of a few of them as the road is too dark and dangerous to stop long enough to get a decent photo.
The Veteran's Memorial plaza is lit up with cascading fountains of light.
The local Catholic church has a life sized nativity scene on their front lawn. It is so realistic that you expect to see camels walk by.
No matter how or what you celebrate, it is the lights that make it special. Now that the solstice has passed, I'm looking forward to brighter days ahead-and to taking down our blankety-blank Christmas lights and dropping them straight in the can.