My front yard looks like a boneless chicken ranch during the day. Little mounds of color lie heaped on the lawn, still, lifeless and begging for CPR.
Perhaps I have a few too many inflatable yard decorations, some that sort of scream “Christmas!” plus one blow-up nativity scene.
I really grappled with that one in the store when I bought it last year.
“Am I insulting Christians everywhere with my plug- in nativity?” I thought.
It’s kind of cool watching...
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