He couldn't find San Jose. He tells me a little over 600 trees were needed this year, and he had to scurry around for more trees were at the last minute. The last thing Green could stand to let happen would be to have neighborhoods go without trees. It's hard to imagine Willow Glen without this orgasmic electric display. A friend tells me it is her family's annual tradition to go to Christmas in the Park downtown, and then swing through the light show of Willow Glen on the way home.
Lights seem to be suburban California's answer to the sparkle of snow.
When we first moved into this neighborhood, I thought we might resist the tree trend, wasteful of forest and energy resources that it is. Then I realized that our house would be like the missing stone in a rhinestone necklace. I also noticed young people helping the elderly put up their trees, neighbors chatting for blocks. This year we decided to spring for two strands of lights for our the lawn tree, to live high on the holiday hog. But a kind of sparkle inflation has occurred.