There is nothing that makes me feel like Christmas is Christmas than lights. Lots of them. We started the tradition the first year we were married when we haunted Peacock Lane, hunkered down in our gold subaru.
We continued it, with variations over the years. Sometimes we would drive around Portland, up and down the hills looking for sparkling light shows all through the month of December.
Then we discovered zoo lights and decided that the best thing was to buy a year long membership since admission to zoo lights cost just about the same amount. That was the part that left me feeling just a twinge of regret, so I determined to fin a light spectacular for Christmas this year. 
We did pile into the car instead of walking, but then we parked and wandered around the park enjoying the spectacle. The girls grinned from ear to ear and not a single shiver assailed us as we enjoyed a balmy 70 degrees. Actually, the website suggested that we bring a picnic.
We continued it, with variations over the years. Sometimes we would drive around Portland, up and down the hills looking for sparkling light shows all through the month of December..
Then we discovered zoo lights and decided that the best thing was to buy a year long membership since admission to zoo lights cost just about the same amount. That was the part that left me feeling just a twinge of regret, so I determined to fin a light spectacular for Christmas this year.
And lucky me...this show happens about a mile from our house in Central Park.
We did pile into the car instead of walking, but then we parked and wandered around the park enjoying the spectacle. The girls grinned from ear to ear and not a single shiver assailed us as we enjoyed a balmy 70 degrees. Actually, the website suggested that we bring a picnic.
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