No, I'm not talking about the one in Hyde Park. As beautiful as it is, for the last few days we have had our own chunk of paradise right here in the Cotswolds. Over the last week, our family have been planning for our annual Christmas Lights party. What started off as a few lights chucked on the house has now become a rather spectacular tradition which seems to attract the whole of Bibury every year. (Whether they gather to admire the lights or to mention that their house seems to be experiencing regular power-cuts is another matter...!)
No matter what people think, I always justify it as a good excuse to have a party, and a chance to celebrate the beginning of the Christmas period with family and friends. A couple of my friends from London even made the journey to come and see what I kept moaning on at them about. The garden is made up of handmade light balls, light-up wreaths and sparkly nets. The moment when all the lights are turned on for the first time is always magical for me, almost like a bigger, more dangerous version of putting the Christmas Tree up and switching on the fairy lights.
So to everyone who is stressed out by the looming presence of Christmas and the frustration of being snowed in, my advice would be to go for a walk in this Winter Wonderland while you can, and keep the fire going at home for the sake of your pets and wet feet!
Hi there, my name is Nevada and I'm a twenty-five year old music teacher. The Little Green blog centres around wildlife, gardening and lifestyle photography. All photos are my own and represent the portfolio of an amateur photographer!