The Candy Canes and the Creche

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The Cardiff Kook decked out for the holidays.

One of the (truly) bright spots of running this month has been the brilliant displays of holiday lawns on my early morning runs. The decorations and lights pale in comparison to the previous night’s offerings, but there are enough of my neighbors who through their generosity or forgetfulness leave their holiday lights on all night.

One house in particular takes the cake for its juxtaposition of the secular and the sacred. A nativity scene – the kind that over the past two decades has gotten municipalities in trouble -- is surrounded by a fence of giant candy canes. Just beyond are neon palm trees with glowing globes, while up on the rooftop is a giant Star of David.

Each time I pass it, I wonder if the homeowners are showing homage or humor for such a distinctive display. This inner debate keeps my mind off the leaden legs and labored breathing as I charge up a nearby hill, where other property owners show more creative restraint.

Well, except for this one home on Calle de las Rosas that looks like Disneyland vomited all over it. I love that one too.

And I love everything about this time of the year. I hope that all of you, even those learning to celebrate without a loved one, will find a kernel of tidings and joy in today, tomorrow and all of the days that follow.
Merry Christmas, everyone.

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