Wait until next year

On my travels I’ve come across a lot of public displays of Christmas. I’m pretty sure there wasn’t much of this when I was a kid, but now it seems like every other house has some sort of decoration outside of it. A dummy Santa flails in the wind on every street. Lights twinkle, flash, falter. Some of the displays are rather tasteful, others lean towards kitsch, others are plain gaudy, others still are just odd. But this is my favourite display, a snowman made out of wood. The photo is unfortunately a little blurry, but I’d been loitering outside his owner’s house for long enough.