Bright, cheerful, blinking, and suggesting a tree underneath: the new neighbors put up a set of Christmas lights from the get-go. It’s actually kinda cool. And they leave them on all night about every other night.

I figure if nothing else, sheer curiosity will get me to walk around the block when the sun is safely low enough in order to introduce myself to the folks behind our house.

But there is the unwanted temptation to ask, what on earth?–nicely, while trying not to be all in their business.

I do think though that I should ask if *my* lights are bothering *them*. There’s no curtain on our transoms. No light pointed out the window, either, but you never know how it looks from the other side.