
As the snow floated gently down Rochester welcomes visitors to a spectacular evening of lights.
I haven’t felt particularly festive this year, but that’s not all that unusual. I did put lights on a tree in the yard, one particular smallish spruce tree, and I like the sense of that, the one tree lit in the dark. Sort of sign of hope I guess. But other than that one little tree I haven’t done anything to decorate around here.
Unlike a small town about 30 miles away, a town that goes all out at this time of year. A friend suggested we go one night this week with our cameras. I’m glad she did, because after we tromped around admiring the lights last night I am in a decidedly more festive mood.

Can’t stop taking pictures!
It would be hard not to be, don’t you agree?
The town puts on an amazing light display, and people come out in droves to walk the streets and admire the colors and the window displays. I’ve always liked taking pictures of commercial windows, particularly if there are people enjoying themselves inside. It’s a little slice of life.
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I particularly liked how the lights on buildings across the street reflected in almost all of the window scenes I shot.
There was so much to enjoy, including little details like the lights shining in my friend’s camera lens…

Hope she got the shot with me in the way!
…and the ornaments on the trees lining the streets.

Holiday colors were everywhere.
It was hard to know where to look. So I looked everywhere.

Reflections on the holiday season.
Even the parked cars got in on the show.

Blue reflects blue.
And then, on my drive home I came across a mall with the trees all lit up. Even though it was way past my bedtime and my toes were cold I just had to stop.

Another winter wonderland!
Mesmerizing isn’t it!

Pretty in pink. For at least a mile.
So if you don’t quite have the holiday spirit, stop and peruse these lights of Rochester Michigan. And if you live close enough, visit and walk among the lights yourself.

Sending you holiday greetings.
They’ll be up and shining bright until New Years. Merry Christmas to you all.

Late night pretty.