I have heard a lot of people talk about having a Christmas Village. Some of them are pretty neat but I never hesitate in saying that the one my sister does at my parent's house is unique. This top photo only shows part of it but it does give an over-view of what you would see if you didn't look too closely. Once you get right up there you find a town full of people who are really living.
There are little carolers that have stopped for a cookie from an old man.
There are lovebirds trying to steal a kiss under the mistletoe while nobody is looking.
There is a band whose song is clearly being interrupted by this impolite town crier, much to the dismay of the conductor.
If you take an even closer look you might find that there are some strange happenings. Like this pig for example.
Or this cow that really just wants to get religion.
And then, for those who really look closely, there is the more sinister side of this Dickens Village.
If you ask me, this guy was basically asking to be mugged when he left the house wearing that jacket.
Don't forget the monsters.
If you didn't already know I am weird, then you don't know me, but I feel that in a way the village explains a few things.
This is what happens when an English teacher marries a horror film buff and they reproduce.
What I see when I look at this village is my incredibly creative sister and a family with a sense of humor. The best part is when people come by and don't really look. They rave about how darling the village is and don't even notice King Kong.