My favorite houses were all blue, a rare sight in the early 70’s. I also liked the all white houses. I was never a fan of the blinking lights, regardless of colour.
When I moved into my own place, I bought white lights for my Christmas tree. They reminded me of stars, and I loved the simplicity of them.
I had my white lighted Christmas tree for several years. Then, one year, when visiting my mom, my firstborn child sighed, “She has the most beautiful Christmas tree in the whole world…it has ALL the colours.”
That was the last year I used the white lights. I bought strands of multi-coloured lights at the post-Christmas clearance sales, and never returned to the white lights.
Every child should feel like their tree is the most beautiful, right?
That child is now twenty-two, and I still think of his words whenever I look at my tree of many colours.
But when these burn out, I might buy white again.
What about you? What’s on your tree?