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First Christmas Tree

I saw it this morning as I walked. It was shining, its lights ablaze in the window of The White Horse on Terrace Road. What a fillip it gave me. Perhaps they are celebrating the lifting of lockdown in Wales today and trying to entice customers back in. Thank you. I needed that. And the spinning mirror ball effect throwing sequins of light onto the dark pavement. It doesn’t matter how tacky. Bring it on. I need light.

A grey cloth cap lay discarded, lost or forgotten along Darkgate Terrace.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.