I added a strand above my bed. (And I tell myself this is one of the perks of not being married–I can decorate my room however I want.) I think I still need to add a garland or fringe or something to the swoopies that hang down in front of the window so it’s not just bare lights, but even still …
Coming in at the end of the day and turning them on is one of my simple pleasures. They cast the most peaceful glow across the late-night shadows, and I curl in under the downy comforter, push play on the Notebook soundtrack, and brush the day away.
I think that is why I love Christmas. The soft glow of the twinkle lights. Love it. probably also why I love the handful of nights i can comfortably curl up on the hammock on the deck under the twinkle lights with a good book.. That sounds like a good activity for tonight.