Since this is the last day I'll be in Afton (probably) until the New Year, we had a small but moderately festive celebration today. Ron M., Betty W., Betty B., and I exchanged gifts (mostly food.... good food!), and the paucity of visitors ensured that we weren't interrupted. In fact by 1:30, both Bettys had left and Ron and I were kind of tired of waiting for visitors, so we left, too.
We decided to search the town of Afton for signs of the season, an exercise we thought might be somewhat futile, and we weren't wrong. Beginning right across the street, Ron caught this artistic photo of Afton Station reflected in one of the empty (well, sort of) storefronts over there. The strand of tinsel in the window is no less festive after one understands that it's been there for over 5 years.
And, in the very next abandoned window, there's this equally festive Santa. . . bending over. Don't ask. We have no logical explanation.Wending our way through the few inhabited streets of Afton didn't yield much more. There was the one and only house with a front yard full of Christmas decor. . .
. . . the "angel pig" (and her friends). . .
. . . this potentially inebriated Santa relaxing in a lawn chair. . .
. . . and that's about all. Nevertheless, we wish ALL of you a very very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!