illuminating

B. and I went out again last night to look at light displays, by car. This time we went to Willow Glen, the semi-isolated community in San Jose where she grew up, with the primary intention of taking a look at the old family house, which her brother owned until moving away a year ago, to see if the new owners had put up lights. They had. And so had a lot of their neighbors; much of Willow Glen was well-festooned. Some local community organization must have donated the lighted giant candy cane shapes that were outside a series of houses; elsewhere there was a similar series of red and green hoops. For an enlightening and illuminating experience, there was enough hoopla and other festivity to make it worth the bother.