It’s always a bittersweet time of the year. After weeks of holiday feels, starting back with Thanksgiving, it finally ends in early to mid January. This year we decided to keep the outdoor lights up until just after my wife’s (Yvette) birthday on January 12th.
We generally get in the holiday mode in the few days leading up to Thanksgiving. By then pigs on the farm have been processed, the garden is long since done, and it’s more of a laid back time as the long winter stretch settles in for weeks ahead. The end of holiday mode is always signified by Yvette’s birthday.
While it’s sort of melancholy for the lights to come down (my memories go back to all of those innocent childhood Christmases on the farm in NW Tennessee) I do like having it in the rearview. One of the main reasons, summer. I deplore winter. And while I will miss the festive carefree atmosphere of the holidays, I also look very forward to those lightening bugs, long summer days, thunder in the distance, days on the tractor in the fields, dips in the cool creeks here on the farm, and so much more that summer brings.
Until next Christmas …lights out.