Reindeer games?
Wednesday, 20 December 2006 06:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carose59"Reality Has Absolutely No Place In Our World."*
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Every morning I drive down Delaware Street, which is a one-way street with a lot of big, old houses on it. (I like one-way streets if I have to drive in the dark.) This year the first house to turn on its Christmas decorations had lights all over, and one of those reindeer that slowly turns its head back and forth. The reindeer was standing on the porch roof, and it looked like a sentry. I was very amused by it.
That went on for a couple of weeks. The guard reindeer even managed to stay put through a big windstorm. Then one morning, it wasn't on the roof anymore. Instead, it was standing on the lawn, and there was another reindeer with it. I, of course, immediately made up a story about how the other reindeer had lured the guard from his post. (You know that line at the end of The Open Window? Romance at short notice was her speciality.? Well, except for the part about using it to drive a person crazy, I've always identified with that. I look at things and see stories. This is the reindeer story.)
Anyway, the next day the sentry was back at his post, and the other reindeer was gone. That was the situation up until yesterday morning.
Yesterday morning, there was no reindeer at all; not on the ground, not on the roof, no place. The reindeer had run off together!
But alas, their love has been thwarted. Today, on the porch of a previously unlit house, there was a reindeer—obviously the one who had lured away the sentry. The reindeer was behind a fence, imprisoned after being captured and returned home!
The sentry reindeer is still AWOL. I'm thinking seriously of driving to work on Christmas, just to see if he comes home.
*Lorelai Gilmore
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Every morning I drive down Delaware Street, which is a one-way street with a lot of big, old houses on it. (I like one-way streets if I have to drive in the dark.) This year the first house to turn on its Christmas decorations had lights all over, and one of those reindeer that slowly turns its head back and forth. The reindeer was standing on the porch roof, and it looked like a sentry. I was very amused by it.
That went on for a couple of weeks. The guard reindeer even managed to stay put through a big windstorm. Then one morning, it wasn't on the roof anymore. Instead, it was standing on the lawn, and there was another reindeer with it. I, of course, immediately made up a story about how the other reindeer had lured the guard from his post. (You know that line at the end of The Open Window? Romance at short notice was her speciality.? Well, except for the part about using it to drive a person crazy, I've always identified with that. I look at things and see stories. This is the reindeer story.)
Anyway, the next day the sentry was back at his post, and the other reindeer was gone. That was the situation up until yesterday morning.
Yesterday morning, there was no reindeer at all; not on the ground, not on the roof, no place. The reindeer had run off together!
But alas, their love has been thwarted. Today, on the porch of a previously unlit house, there was a reindeer—obviously the one who had lured away the sentry. The reindeer was behind a fence, imprisoned after being captured and returned home!
The sentry reindeer is still AWOL. I'm thinking seriously of driving to work on Christmas, just to see if he comes home.
*Lorelai Gilmore