
I only wrap the trunks because that is all I can reach without equipment, these trees are tall. It is my sparse modernist interpretation of decorating trees with Christmas lights.
In which the author ponders the question, "If you admit that you are a hypocrite, are you really a hypocrite?" He then provides his honest commentary on a number of fascinating topics. He insists, however, that his readers form their own opinions.

On my old street the neighbors seem to have been escalating their Christmas decorating. For instance the house with the giant snow globe from last year has two. That seems to have prompted the house across the street to add a ton of stuff.
I guess the figure is kneeling, but it looks to me like he tripped and fell while carrying some hot Hallelujah over his head. Just be careful when carrying heavy holy words.