I love this sort of thing. It makes my veins thrum with excitement to see someone expressing themselves, some who not only dances to the beat of a different drummer but IS the drummer.
I passed this house while walking around Summer Hill the other day, and once I copped a look at the front of this house I just had to get pictures of it.
There are gnomes, giant candy canes, Snow White, beaded garlands - you name it. The whole box and dice. I'm guessing this house belongs to an old retired couple, a couple who love kids maybe, and for whom every day would be Christmas if they could.
This is why it always pays to carry a camera. You never know when the magic will strike.
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