Today I saw a man on Main Street wearing a Santa hat.
Shoppers burst from craft stores, arms laden with garlands, baubles and greeting cards.
Men on ladders pulled down Hallowe'en lights and strung up red and green ones.
And Thanksgiving? A few chipped pumpkins and porcelain gobblers on the sale shelf. Has November been swept aside for a few extra weeks of Christmas cheer?
I hurried home, brought down the tree and handmade ornaments from the attic.
Swapped the spooky bunting for a tartan-bowed wreath, played The Nutcracker and began trimming the tree.
