Daytime Christmas Lights

When my kids were little, we used to rate Christmas lights, from 1 to 10, at the homes we'd pass on our way to the store or to visit relatives. We'd all cast votes, but daughter Katie was the final authority.

I wish she had been with me when I visited my son at snow-covered Osceola Mills this weekend. That's a pretty little town around 35 minutes west of Penn State. It's a haul, especially in a battered old Jeep. But this trip, I was rewarded with a Christmas lights show during my daytime trip. One I hit the Poconos, ice-covered trees along the side of the highway shimmered a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

Katie won't be home until January, but I'd give it a 10.