holiday lights

I dreamt that I was in New Orleans and it felt like fall. The air and the lighting felt cozy. I was near an old shopping mall and each year an elderly black couple took it upon themselves to cover the mall in lights for the holidays. They would plug them in at dusk and unplug them in the morning. The man seemed to be widowed now and had to move a few block farther away from the mall. Before the wire had reached a light pole outside his home where there was an outlet. He could go outside in his robe and slippers in the mornings and turn it on. Now he was a little sad as he wasn't as agile as he used to be and couldn't make it to the light pole from his new home.  Then, like a rumor in my head, I knew his son was going to resolve this for him and bring the wire out to the front of his new home.