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Monday, December 6, 2004
Tree
I have a crazy excuse for a house, but my Christmas tree exceeds the outside dimensions of those semi's over on Hampton. There are only four ornaments on my tree, compliments of Lydia, four little gold bows. The rest is just tiny white lights. Last night I lit it at night for the first time. It is so beautiful that I am not going to junk it up with ornaments. I ran outside to see how it looks from the street...fabulous. And this street needs some fabulousness. Next door they have some holiday lights up but have not turned them on. Way down the street in the Colonial Place area, some houses have lights...over-the-top junky lights like National Lampoon Christmas. Across the street on an empty house a string of old lights around the porch keeps company with the American flag and a bit of faded plastic roping. Someone is rehabbing the place and I saw him one day come out on the porch, finger the American flag, take it out of its socket, reach for that tatty roping, then change his mind, put the rags of former occupants back and walk away. It all goes with the trash strewn weedy yard. Not fabulous at all. Then just a house away from that, the yellow apartments are getting a rehab in part. With two tenants out and gone, the owner has somebody over there who yesterday all day threw trash out the windowns and down onto the sidewalk and street. No, not fabulous. Worse than it has ever been during my shared tenancy of this environment. Then one house over from me on my side of the street, the owners have not cut their grass all summer and it is just hideous, a snarl of gigantic weeds and wind-blown junk. I don't know what's their problem. My yard person told me that they hired him to put together a new lawn mower and then told him that would be all. The new mower has never made its maiden voyage and that was in May. Oh, it's a long, long time from May to December and the weeds grew long back in September. Not fabulous. So, you can see that my tree is a major contribution to the beautification of 38th Street. Some people with pretty Christmas trees live in neighborhoods where those trees disappear in the overwhelming Christmasness visible everywhere. My tree is the only nice thing at all. It is the best tree on 38th Street.
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