The decorations are up in the arboretum. During the day they look makeshift and insignificant, hiding in plain sight. At night they blaze into glory.
Some deer and a little Nativity scene in the back. Let's hear it for Nativity scenes in public parks. The more the merrier! (I've noticed that shopkeepers here will say "Happy... " and wait for you to fill in the gaps. As soon as you say "Christmas" they say "Merry Christmas" to you back. Does anyone seriously want to say "Happy Holidays"? In Britain that would make you think of Ibiza, or a wet summer in Blackpool.
The manatee statue with a wreath was a sophisticated touch.
You can't beat good old-fashioned Christmas trees.
I think in Florida they must sell special Christmas lights to put on palm trees.
Here's another version.
And another. The little lion symbolised the Lions' Club. Those are the great people who collect your used glasses to donate to the needy, among other charitable work.
The giant baubles were my favourite.
It reminds me of the story of a local man who heard that, somewhere, right up in the north of the state, it was actually snowing for the first time in years. So he piled his kids in the car and drove north for four hours just so they could experience playing in the snow.