Sunday, December 23, 2007

Random Acts of Christmas

The other night, Roger took to bed early to head off a cold, and I suggested a surprise holiday outing to Caroline. We made up a batch of hot chocolate, filled our travel mugs, and ventured out for a drive around town to see the Christmas lights. We had a lovely time, pausing in front of each especially well-lit home to gaze in admiration and sip our cocoa.

One of our favorite sights in town is a metal sculpture of a horse grazing alongside a walking path. As we went by, Caroline said, "Mom, that horse needs a Christmas treat!" We looked at each other and grinned. Luckily, the grocery store was still open and we were able to pick out a wreath and bow to decorate him.

So, there we were, at 10:30 at night, giggling and adorning this steed with his own Christmas wreath. We dashed back to the warmth of the car to admire our handiwork -- he looks stunning and placidly happy now, we agreed.

I cruised by today to take a daylight picture.

I wonder how many folks will notice?

We had so much fun that Caroline and I decided that we will make that late night (well, late night for an 11 year old) city tour an annual event.

Spreading holiday cheer, one wreath at a time...


  1. LOL !
    This horse is beautiful, anyway.
    Mery Christams to you and Caroline.

  2. I just love this for so many reasons. One year we drove over to the coast around Christmas time. Crossing the Cascades you are in pretty dense fir forest. As we came up over a rise we could see one of the gagillion evergreen trees, near the side of the highway completely decorated for Christmas, even lights. Someone's gift to the travelors along that highway. You have given the same kind of gift to your neighbors. Of course they'll notice it!
    Merry Christmas to you and your family!

  3. What a fun thing to do with your daughter. Merry Christmas.

  4. Diane...
    We started this tradition (driving around to view the decorations) when the kids were 4 and 7...they are now 15 and 18 with one more (a 6 yr old) thrown in for good measure and we are still doing it!
    This year we were fortunate enough to catch a bunch of carollers singing. We stopped, opened the doors and they sang to us right there on the side of the street. They were so tickled pink that they called us their first ever "drive by".

    The horse thanks you both I'm sure.