Woodland, Mississippi (2010 population 125) is a company town with a right nice Christmas display.
|Seasons. Plural. For Daughter C.|
The Company is Woodland Furniture, the largest furniture store in Mississippi.
|Not visible, but behind this scene is a non-stationary home– as most in Woodland are.|
From Woodland’s web site (all grammatical errors reproduced in tact):
You might wonder how Woodland Furniture, the largest furniture store in Mississippi and the second largest furniture store in the South, became such a store while it is located so far from any major town. Well… the highschool closed in the little town of Woodland in 1986. The Chickasaw County officials sold the property in order to provide additional facilities in the Houston Separate School District for the Woodland’s students 8 miles away. The Bullards, a local family with long ties to the town and old school, purchased the property and this was the beginning of Woodland Furniture. By doing this, the “Little Town That Can” dedicated it’s self to help provide jobs for employees in the furniture industry and to promote locally made home furnishings. The town and its citizens of less than 200 were and are focused on not letting their little town die like so many others in the area had done. Thanks to “Word of Mouth” advertising, and a policy of Low Cost For Everybody, the store grew quickly. From it’s fledgling beinning in 1986, it has grown to become Mississippi’s Largest Furniture store and the second largest in the South boasting almost a half million square feet!
As you can see, Woodland’s display is a fine mix of the secular and religious.
|Lights hanging from trees. How Pagan!|
|There should have been eight candles.|
This one’s a favorite.
|Gators. One wonders how critters survived, doesn’t one?|
In Woodland, Mississippi, at Christmastime, there’s so much to look at! Every single one of the non-stationary homes in Woodland had a display. I especially liked this one of a bb hoop with a bball
|that my camera didn’t understand. [At this point, Miss M. suggested I try adjusting my shutter speed while at the same time suggested I was holding up traffic. You get what you pay for.]|
There’s a prescribed route that one drives to see the lights. One begins with Jesus is the Reason, The Cross, and then you turn right and see
|Toyland in front of a non-stationary home.|
Once you know you’re way around– as we do, sort of– you can diverge. But since there’s only one way out, you cannot miss the grand finale
|Unfortunately, the small Lady of Liberty was neither lit, nor captured in this photo. But Miss M. saw her.|