Pretty chilly this morning at 48°F, and cooler weather tends to make Keely a bit more perky (she of the walking rug, so it’s understandable!). Here she is from a photo I took over the weekend, while she was waiting for me outside of Lucky Goat, and you can clearly see her muppet-like moppiness:
I noticed that the holiday wreaths have been installed on the lamps around Lake Ella, but I have no idea when that happened — usually I notice the change the decorations bring, but not this year. As with most of 2020, it’s passed in a fuzzy haze with minimal awareness of the passage of time. ha ha?
But there they are, holiday wreaths! Looking cheerful and bright in the gloom. I can’t take a picture of them in the dark, the lights just make everything a smear of glare in photos, but I might manage it during the weekend when we walk a little later and the sun is up.
Those are pretty much the extent of decorations I have seen so far. As with Halloween, people are not feeling the mood very much, or at least not yet, and decorating is low-key if done at all. Even I’m not putting up my cheery holiday lights, although I might after Thanksgiving.
I did think, walking past the cottages at Lake Ella, how weird it is that the numbers and cases and death rates are far worse now than they were in March when we went into near total lockdown and yet stores are open like everything is normal. It’s unreal to me that everyone cared back then, but not now? I suppose back then it seemed temporary, with the belief that our government would do right by us all and test, trace, and re-open sensibly. How naive we were. Meanwhile lines for food in Texas were miles long.
No wonder people are not feeling the holiday mood.