About ten years ago I was visiting a friend in her new apartment when I observed that almost every one I knew had in their living room almost exactly the same halogen floor lamp. This was when the lamps were fairly new and were being sold by most of the big box stores at a really low price. This was probably not a cool thing to say to your hostess. But she had a great rejoinder. “Someday,” she said “we will be known by anthropologists as The People of the Halogen Floor Lamps.”

Maybe someday scientists will also be studying The People of the Five-Pointed Star. Ornaments like this one seem to be on every gate and gable in this part of the country. I don’t know just where they are all coming from. Mexico maybe. There is hardly any variation in the designs that I see.

Now we have one too. The price was just too low and that wall was just too blank. We are now part of the club. Whatever the club happens to be.

Maybe I will run a wire outside and put a light behind it. It faces a deck where we sit outside in the afternoons and barbecue.