In the past year and a half, for no particular reason, I have found myself accosted more than ever with unbidden knowledge of the hobbies of others.
First it was Animal Crossing, a host of talking animals beckoning me to a desert island, like modern-day sirens. Then came sourdough bread, revealing a world beyond Wonder. Now, like a moth drawn to a porchlight, I find myself puzzled, yet taken in by a venerable seasonal pastime: putting up lots and lots of Christmas lights on one’s house and lawn.
I fondly remember walking, skipping, sitting in the car to escape the cold on Candy Cane Lane as a kid, the houses of 148th Street decked with beaming Santas. In taking the measure of Edmonton’s lights scene today, though, I’ve learned that the lane is hardly the whole neighbourhood: Vibrant light displays are found, for example, on Summerside’s Grande Boulevard, at a recreated “Griswold House” in Stony Plain, and on an acreage in Southview Ridge (north of Spruce Grove). Wes Schultz, who runs the Facebook page Edmonton Area Christmas Lights, maintains a map of lit-up houses in and around the city. In 2020, it featured a staggering 150 locations.
With so many of our neighbours winding wires round their walls, the uninitiated, like me, have got to ask why they do it. What lights the spark and keeps it alive? Schultz says people often start putting up Christmas lights as a family activity, sometimes inspired by their own childhood experiences — from there, t hough, it snowballs. “There is 100 per cent that competitive thing,” he says. “People will start off with a little bit, a little bit more, and it becomes almost an addiction. Because you watch people, and it’s like, this year they have so much, and next year they almost have to better it.”
And better it they do: The Griswold house of 63 Briarwood Point is faithful to its source text in both substance and spirit, featuring replicas of the RV and Cousin Eddie from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation — and, with 33,800 lights, embodying the brightness, the bigness, the boldness, that Clark Griswold prizes in the film (no word on the condition of the septic tank). “It’s almost sensory overload,” Schultz says with a chuckle. “But the purpose of it is just that.” Christmas at Bob’s (7421 108th St.) boasts polar bears, flamingos and gingerbread men, all united by 150,000 lights and a great deal of Christmas spirit. Christmas in Edmonton, a display at 9532 167th St. with its own Facebook group, stars a bright face in the window that lip syncs to Christmas songs played over an FM radio channel. Some tech-savvy display-makers have seized onto new technologies to realize creative innovations: Santa projected onto a window, lights programmed via software to sync with music. “And I think those are the ones who are addicted!” Schultz adds with a laugh.