I’m spending the holidays in Fabulous Las Vegas – my hometown.
Most people don’t think of a Vegas as a place where people grow up, go to school, or barbecue. On flights home, once someone learns that am a native Vegan, I am often asked where we live – do we live in the hotels?
The truth is that we live in houses and in neighborhoods like people all over the country and the world. We mow our lawns, we bake cookies, and we put up Christmas lights…
This display was up just a block from my brother’s house. As we left for an evening looking at lights the family was still putting it up – upon our return we saw it in all it’s glory with children dancing in the yard behind the nativity. There’s something so sweet about kids dancing around the manger as we celebrate the the birth of Jesus.
A couple of blocks over we have the neighborhood’s version of the Griswold’s – a spectacle in lights and inflatables…
Sometimes the details are more interesting that the sum of all the parts….
Merry Christmas from Vegas!