Birds of Paradise

I saw this "light" in the window of the dollar store near the Thorndale el stop about three weeks before Christmas. It gleamed, hideously beautiful, in a sea of cheap alarm clocks, tee-shirts and plastic-wrapped dish towels. 
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I stopped frequently to ogle its fiberoptic sheen, but scolded myself out of its purchase. Time to focus on *other* people and besides - it was probably more than a dollar. 
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On Christmas Eve, just home from shopping and hanging out with Justin, I spotted the "going out of business" sign. The price of liberating these birds of paradise? $25, on sale for $17. 
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Now that I've got it home, I can't imagine how I lived without it. Who would think to make such a contraption? I like it better than my waterfall light and christmas lights combined. 

Nama (who loves birds) sent me $50 for the holidays. Every time I turn it on, I think of her.