For those of you who are friends, or have been reading this blog, you will know that one of my favorite things about working in downtown Santa Fe is being able to take my lunch break on the Plaza. I am happy to say that for the first time in what seems like days, it has been warm enough to take the leisurely walk from my office to the obelisk where I sit, eat my lunch and watch all the strangeness that we call people.
You may also know from my previous Fatnip post that I generally have an apple for my lunch break which seems to prompt all sorts of whack fat-asses to waddle up to me and comment on my personal appearance.
I sat next to this guitar guy on the obelisk. He was very good and it is always nice to have some live music during lunch. Later in the season there will be all sorts of entertainment—from belly dancers to harpists, jugglers and, of course mariachi.
I am well aware that we are having budget cutbacks in New Mexico, but the fact that the Christmas decorations are still up on the Plaza in March is a little disheartening—although, as you can see in the photo above, there is still a little snow on the ground.
Since I have been waiting patiently for spring, seeing a giant Christmas tree on the Plaza, reminding me that it is still officially winter, was a little irritating.
But, all of a sudden, a cool breeze swept in from the north. The Christmas tree swayed slightly causing it's lights to twinkle and the dusty star to glisten once again in the late winter sun. Everyone on the Plaza stopped for a moment—even guitar guy paused mid-refrain. And there, in that hushed silence, an ever so faint sound of jingle bells could be heard.
Then, with all the stale and left-over Christmasy magicalness that was remaining in the season, something miraculous happened.
Crack Santa appeared!!!
I know we have all heard the rumors about Santa hittin the pipe after Christmas but I never thought that I would ever witness the results—much less sitting on a park bench directly in front of me. Even Mrs. C seemed a little tweaked—but she kept her eyes on the cop car the entire time.
Smart woman.
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