I live in an area of West Fargo that is typically covered in holiday lights. In past years, an unlit house was the exception, not the norm. But something is going on in my neck of the woods – there is a noticeable increase in the number of homes that are absent holiday lights and decorations. Hence I must ask – who stole my neighborhood’s holiday mojo?
I have been trying to figure out this little mystery ever since I first noticed it a week or so ago. At first I thought that the lights were surely out there but folks just weren’t turning them on yet. Seeing as we are only a couple of weeks away from Christmas I am throwing out that theory.
My next thought was that folks may have waited too long to get them up and when we were hit with the brutal cold they gave up the thought of getting them up. I asked Mike to put ours up on what I thought was likely to be the last decent weekend and we just left them unplugged until after Thanksgiving. But this is North Dakota and most folks are tuned into the weather dynamics of December, I can’t imagine that would be the reason for such an obvious absence of efforts.
I thought that perhaps it is another fallout of a weak economy. I am not sure how much it costs to keep the Christmas lights on each night for a month, but when you have to make tough choices I am sure that Christmas lights are one of the first things to go. But that economic theory doesn’t match up with all the new vehicles in the driveways around here.
I thought it might be an effort to be green and save energy. Not that I have ever heard that in a green campaign, but it sort of makes sense. But then I have to go back to all the new vehicles – many of which are trucks and SUVs. I do not think I am living in the green enclave of West Fargo.
Which leaves me with nothing but my curiosity about my neighborhood’s missing holiday mojo. I cannot figure out where it has gone. Perhaps it was stolen, much like the Grinch stole Christmas. Yes, now I am really stretching.
I hope the lights come back, if not this year, then next. They are a beautiful sight. It makes me happy to see that cheer expressed outwardly on all the homes around here and I am missing it this year.
Day one thousand two hundred and fifty-eight of the new forty – obla di obla da