The first time I drove by the decorations on the roof of this house in Shrewsbury, MA, I thought--"Nahh! That's not what I thought it is." The next time I drove by, I took a good look and realized it WAS! Santa peeing a lighted stream across the roof into a puddle of lights.
I went back in the daytime to make sure--but without the lights, I'll bet no one noticed anything odd about this Santa standing next to a chimney.
I just read last week that a homeowner in nearby Westborough MA., who got carried away with filling his front yard with lights, was receiving warning letters from an anonymous neighbor who threatened to tear down the display if he didn't winnow it out to make it more "tasteful." But at least the guy in Westborough didn't have Santa peeing on his front lawn!
Meanwhile, daughter Eleni, who's spending Christmas with her husband Emilio in his native Nicaragua, says that touring the Christmas displays in Managua means going from one creche scene to another. She's got photos of the Nacimientos on her latest blog post "Away, In A Manger." Every home has a Nativity scene, I gather, and in public spaces the figures are life-sized. But the Christ Child, which is the centerpiece of the scene, cannot be placed in the manger until Christmas day, when he is born. Before he's placed in the manger, the children touch the Christ Child for a blessing.
Here in Worcester, MA and its suburbs, there are a lot of giant inflatable Santas and Snowmen in front yards, but there is nary a Christ Child or manger scene around. I think I read that it is now illegal to have a representation of the Nativity in a public place.
But I'll bet there are no laws on the books in Massachusetts against having a peeing Santa on your roof.
After 40 years as a journalist, I turned 60 and decided to return to my first love--painting. I’ve exhibited watercolors and photographs in Massachusetts and have a slide show of paintings below. My photo book “The Secret Life of Greek Cats” can be purchased by clicking on the cover below.
I collect way too many things, but my great passion is antique photographs, from the earliest—daguerreotypes (circa 1840) up to 1900 (cabinet cards, tintypes.) I approach each one as a mystery to solve, and in unlocking their secrets have met some fascinating historic figures. For some of the stories, check the list of “The Story Behind the Photograph”.
My husband Nick and I live in Grafton, MA and recently celebrated our 41st anniversary. We have 3 children, now amazing adults. And on Aug. 26, 2011, we greeted our first grandchild, Amalía-- world’s cutest baby. But this blog isn’t about grandparenting (although photos of the grandkid sneak in). As it says up top, it’s about travel, art, photography and life after sixty. And crone power.