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But Do You Recall, the Most ::insert synonym for sad here:: Reindeer of All?

I have to admit that I don't really get into Christmas yard decorations. I put up my little Christmas tree, and a few decorations around the house. Not a whole lot, though. I do like the blinking lights of the tree, and I like the way it looks sort of "homey" when I drive up and can see the twinkling blue, red, green and white lights in the front room "garden window." But I live in a suburban neighborhood where, for years, I have watched an obsession grow.

This obsession, you ask? Yard reindeer.

Some houses have white wire sculpted reindeer with little white lights around the wire scupture. I've noticed a number of them this year with little twinkly blue lights in front of them, like they were grazing on little blue flowers. They look kinda cute at night, but in the day, against a backdrop of slightly green to brown dead grass & live oak trees, it just doesn't say "holly jolly Christmas" to me. Today I drove past a house that had two reindeer strung on its roof-- I think they were supposed to evoke Santa having just landed, but really, they looked like victims of an unfortunate incident, left behind because Santa has a schedule to keep, dammit!

Down the street is a house with plywood reindeer, very flat, with "insert slot a into tab b" stylings. They have a fairly large number of them-- but they are always getting blown over by the wind. So they are in various states of lying flat on their sides with little plywood white hooves flailing about in the air.

People. Please. Reindeer are majestic, beautiful creatures when found in knee deep snow. But in a slightly brown/yellow yard "deep in the heart of Texas," reduced to wire and plywood, and flopped over on their sides like a fish out of water? Well. It's just sad.