A village cheer.
I was driving back from Kohfidisch this afternoon when dusk was settling. A double edged sword in a way as the light can play tricks on one and ironically the might of Christmas lights are shown off to perfection. Well, unless one drives in the middle of the night.
Each consecutive village had clad itself in strings of cheer. Kotezicken must have dangled a prize for biggest display of Christmas kitsch as a house on the left hand had half an animal kingdom in lights and the one opposite, the rest of it not to mention flickering distractions in each and every window.
Luckily the speed limit is 50 in villages as it did prove rather a distraction to have lights en masse. Pretty but too much. Of course the next village, Badersdorf, wasn't too shabby either because some houses on the hill could be noticed by the reindeer, sleds and Father Christmases on their front lawn.
Next village on the cards was Eisenberg and the only house that stuck out a mile away was the one where smurfs and gnomes reside all year round. A nice beacon if one were lost.
All along I couldn't help but chuckle to myself as I remembered that silly movie with Tim Allen and the crazy neighbourly competition to outdo each other with Christmas lights and decorations. Well, despite some of them crossing over onto the kitschy side, on the whole it does bring about a feeling of seasonal cheer and that wonderful sense of family time that Christmas evokes.
Biggi
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