Haven't posted for the longest time, but I'm looking for answers and I can't find what I'm looking for on the internet...
Here's my scenario...Just before Christmas, I bought 3 identical battery operated LED strings of lights. I also grabbed a pack
of AA batteries from my local Dollar Tree store. Two strings were woven into two indoor wreaths, and one was woven into a
length of fake garland; which I ran along top a mirror in my front hall. Just two days before Xmas, I put two up 2 (outsider art)
pictures my father had painted just before his death ten years prior. I had just received the paintings a couple of weeks
before. Christmas morning I turned all three lights on for the first time and left them on. All three on the same setting (power
on, and not on a timer) Within three days the wreath's batteries were drained. But the one under my father's paintings kept
going, and going, and going..At about six weeks in they did dim a little bit but quickly stabilized. Everyone was afraid to
move them. After ten weeks, we as a family carefully took them down and checked if we had made a mistake and they were
somehow on a timer. They were not...They had dimmed slightly again but not much...So we carefully unwound the string
from the garland and put them in a box. Ducked taped the box securely, leaving a viewing slit. It's been sitting on my dining
room table ever since...We check it every day...Just past the 4 month mark... Now can anyone give me a suitable
explanation, with a article to back it up, why this could happen? Is there a simple explanation? I don't believe my father is
somehow keeping them going all this time, although, I cannot rule out, that when his paintings were put up after ten years of
me trying to procure them from a sibling, he was around and delighted they were out of an attic and finally hung on a
prominent wall. Maybe his energy supercharged those batteries? Crazy huh? My granddaughter keeps saying Hanuka's got
nothing on us. Although I had to remind her, the Jewish circumstances far outweigh our crazy Christmas gift from my dad.
Still, a miracle is a miracle...Or is there actually another explanation.
Scratching our heads in Florida...