I was up early this morning padding around the house. We usually leave the little white Christmas lights on at night. I have always loved to stare at the glow of Christmas lights at night.
I remember doing that when I was a kid. We always had an artificial tree. The same one that we took with us every time we moved. With the big glass bulb colored lights. You know… the kind that would burn your finger if you touched them after having been lit for an hour or so. It’s amazing more homes didn’t burn down back then.
I remember sitting watching the tree lights that decorated my little trees over the years in my dorm or apartment. Somehow I remember those trees being extra pretty during my “on my own” college years.
This morning as I walked down the hall I stopped to admire this year’s glow. So pretty. I just had to snap a shot, too.