Post #913. Blue.

I was always all about white lights only.

In my first marriage I never even allowed a blue light anywhere.

People change.

I love our Christmas display. This isn't even half of all we could have put out. I was raised by the best, the master of outdoor displays.

Dad won the local contests year after year. I've wrote about it here on the blog before.

Every year, no matter how well Jim tapes up all of the plug openings, shortly before Christmas, the December Monsoon season rolls in.

Didn't know we had monsoons in Illinois? Well, that's because we don't.

But pouring rain that goes on for a day or two in December is nutty, yet, it happens every year. We rarely have a white Christmas and it's a misconception that Chicago, 2 hours to the north, is any different. The heavy snows normally wait until January or February. 

So, when the heavy rains rolled in a day ago, in typical fashion, the safety breaker clicked and there went the lights.

Thankfully, this was a short-lived "monsoon", until the next one that will probably roll in just in time for Christmas Eve. That seems to be the norm and it drives me nuts every time.

Jim will try to retape some of the openings. In the meantime, I'm very happy that it got COLD again today. Out with the odd 60 degree weather. I don't want it in December, thank you very much.

It's colder, the rain left, and the lights are on.

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas, but alas.... the long range forecast itsn't looking promising. So, the photo edits will have to do.