Ah the holidays in Provincetown.
Besides for New Year's Eve festivities, this is the last weekend of the season here in this town of 3500 residents that expands to 20,000 each summer.
This weekend is Holly Folly, when almost every store and shop offers 40-50% discounts on everything. Nobody wants to carry inventory all winter.
Commercial Street in Provincetown is filled with holiday lights. This is the bank; the same bank that has original oil paintings on its walls, not the candy cutter home equity rate and marketing signs most banks plaster everywhere.
And the store windows.....
And new slants on how a Christmas tree can look
and colors and words everywhere.
Meanwhile, back at our little place in Provincetown, a dog who has recovered from a five day seizure tucks his legs in every which way and settles in.
I love the holidays, always have. I know that is not the case for many. I"m not sure how I've escaped hard memories and unrealistic hopes, but starting this weekend in Provincetown I am once again going to try to fall into the parts I like and avoid the parts I don't.
I'm going to try here on my blog through the end of the year to post what I hope are 'little gifts'. I did a post on little gifts a few days ago but couldn't get the video I wanted to upload correctly. I tried a zillion times.
But this time of year I'm into little gifts: words, pictures, inspirations, human connections, gestures, acts. That is my hope for my blog this season. I figure we may all be too busy to visit and comment, but over the holidays I'd like to offer a little gift each time a friend or visitor stops by here.