Sunday, December 25, 2011

Christmas Lights

I am feeling rather bummed that this year my blog is making way for the rather nice new site that will be operational, I hope, in a few days and that will take over from this space entirely on January First. As a result I am missing out on photographing Christmas lights around town. here is a replay of last year's selection (and my wife's foot is fully healed by now). Next year I expect Chuck and I will feature lots of Christmas lights on

My wife gave herself a stress fracture in her foot in time for Christmas, but luckily she's a Jew who has only the faintest understanding of the Christmas story, but she understands pain quite well so we drove off to Marathon to meet a human skeleton celebrating the season. I have previously photographed Ted, Dr Collin's human bone model but this time it was a matter of whimsy.When I asked the orthopedist who decorated his skeleton he looked at it in amazement and said "Oh, really? I never noticed" to howls of abuse from his office staff who took the time to make his offices look nice. Ted Collins is actually quite a decent guy and gave my wife a couple of prescriptions and an admonishment to take it easy for three weeks. No chance.My wife's health insurance through the school district kept the charge down to an entirely bearable $20 and we exchanged a few thoughts about motorcycling with his very keen office person (and rider). We left the office with our hearts still beating though in one sense we did check out properly.And so to the proper seasonal pictures for this time of year. Staples Avenue off 12th Street came well equipped with fantastic arrays of light and color and whimsy. I don't suppose one can ever have enough of this though what the banner referred to directly I couldn't say. And it did seem a little indelicate to ask. I'm off talking to people too much these days when I have my camera in hand.Christmas is wreaths and holly and red ribbons, it matters not your latitude. Chuck and Wayne and Cheyenne came along, my wife with her foot stayed in the car. This photograph illustrates exactly why Labradors should come in yellow not black (or chocolate). Nice eyes though and he was cheery enough that Cheyenne got jealous.It would be wrong of me to suggest that were a Triumph Speed Triple to turn up under the Christmas Tree I would be annoyed, but I really don't think 125 horsepower would improve my quality of life too much. And my wife would get seriously annoyed at the tickets I would get. Nevertheless it did look quite festive all in green, unlike the rather nice Yamaha Fazer in the background.These people are serious about their decorations.This one was across from 12th Street on Flagler Avenue.Reindeer and snowmen, I prefer the illuminated palm trunks.I hope this is as close to a snowflake as I ever get to see for a very long time.After all the New Town festivity we repaired to Southard Street on our way to the Tropic Theater for a night of French cinema and the adulterous exploits of Mademoiselle Chambon. On the way we took in some more lights.Under the fullish moon, of which more anon.This extravagance, a snowman rowing was part of a larger extravagance that illuminated a whole corner of Southard Street.The house was quite a show and attracted walkers just like us, dogs and all.There was a very aggravating sign in front of the house announcing it had won second prize for it's magnificent decorations. "So who won first?" Wayne asked the night sky plaintively. No answer was forthcoming. Personally I'm not sure competitive decorating is a sport in the proper spirit of Christmas, but not much is in the end.On the front of the guest house another Santa was fishing next to a sign wishing us a happy keysmas.A car came down the street and I pulled over to let them by. Instead they blocked me and took their sweet bloody time admiring the decorations. I should have gone ballistic but the movie wasn't starting for twenty minutes and well...Christmas...spirit...and all that. Bah humbug.But beyond all matters mythical the moon was full this past week and very splendid it was too.Wayne and Chuck had talked about being up between two am and three am to watch the full lunar eclipse, the first such on the winter solstice since the seventeenth century. Something like that. Anyway I was, to my shame, pretty much not that interested in the whole two ante-meridien project, a time when I like to be sound asleep when I'm not working. Then the Fates took a hand and wouldn't you know it I woke up needing to pee at 2:17 am. Not one to fight destiny I wandered out into the freezing cold night and there it was, a gradually fading moon. My gorillapod to balance the camera was not to hand but of course I had to give it my best shot, by hand, as though to prove I was there if nothing else. And so I was.My wife watched for a while but it was cold out there on the deck, less than 60 degrees (15 C) which for us is cold. I left the red moon to do it's thing as the white crescent grew slowly back. Three o'clock in the morning is a very antisocial hour for an eclipse in my opinion.


Steve Williams said...

You were definitely thorough on the Christmas lights last year. Thanks for sharing again.

Can't wait to see what is going to happen with your site. I keep thinking I need to do something, just can't figure out what.

Or find the energy to do it.

Hope you and yours and a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Steve Williams
Scooter in the Sticks

Conchscooter said...

I found myself in a predicament in that I had boosted views to 30,000 a month which is apparently a lot but I have not got the skills to take it further. Chuck's entry on the blogging scene was providential as he has a ton of other useful skills as well as photographing and writing. Plus he is rather fun to be around as he is quite different from me. I learn a lot from seeing the world through his eyes. the new website is gorgeous. I like it very much. We hope to have it operational and duplicating posts later this week.

Gina C in AL said...

Although I am sure your new joint venture will be great, I am still going to miss your blog. Are you going to leave it up as an archive link on your new site? Please consider it, also have Chuck's Guam blog as a link also. You both have provided me with much needed escape from the cubicle during my wage slave hours. Happy Christmas!

Conchscooter said...

You will be surprised: there won't be much to miss. The format will be the same, open the page to similar colors and the scrolling essays on the front page. There will be more pages to go to but the words and pictures will be the same. Chuck's daughter has done a fabulous job of reproducing the same colors as this blog page, soft yellow background with red titles and dark gray script.
The other pages will be there to open if you choose on simple large buttons.
My words and pictures will be there front and center as always. Trust me on this.

Conchscooter said...

This page will still be here and accesible. at $20 a year I see no reason to take it down.

Anonymous said...

I hope we can still leave our comments. I enjoy what others have to say about your pictures and prose.

It was 4 degrees above zero at night and got up to almost 20 degrees in SW Montana last week. I really wished I were at the Smokin Tuna instead of splitting frozen fire wood to keep me warm. I look forward to your new site.

Bob from Livingston Montana

Conchscooter said...

comments and submissions will be encouraged. We will have a page for reader contributions as well allowing for pictures and essays. you will actually see less change than you expect.

Chuck and the Pheebs said...

The general idea is to give the reader more of what you come here for; a daily Keys fix or insight into what makes this most unique of places tick.

Our little town is chockablock with people this week; people who appar increasingly odd to an acclimated eye. They walk differently, talk differently, wear unusual clothing.

An interesting attribute one picks up after a while here is the cloak of invisibility. Locals seem to be able to move though a crowd without attracting attention. I noticed this last night on a trip to the pharmacy. It appeared as if we were in a parallel universe.

We hope to grant the intrepid reader access to this alternate world, through continuation of backcountry stumping about, forays down quite lanes, history lessons. We will be adding posts on the people who populate this place, as they make it what it is - more so than a plam tree or warm breeze.

It should be a glorious adventure.