So I enjoy the lighted, inflatable Christmas decorations – Santas, Trees, Angels, etc – as I drive around in the evening. However, they very much remind me of cast-off snake skin when I drive by them during the day, sitting uninflated around peoples front yards. It’s like so much laundry that’s fallen off the clothes line.
Yeah, it’s pretty creepifying. Sort of “skinwalker” time. Where DO the spirits of the holiday decorations go when the sun rises …?