Is there anything sadder than the day they pick up all the discarded Christmas trees? It always gives me a little heart pang.
Poor little things.
Barely two weeks ago they had pride of place in your family room, surrounded by brightly coloured packages, but today...naked and stripped, beside the garbage can.
2 comments:
It's okay... they go to tree heaven where they all get to shed their tinsel and play together - free from the pressure of looking perfect each and every day. Don't feel bad!
Ahhh, but the trees had the last laugh in my neighbourhood. Driving to work this morning, I had to bob and weave through trees literally being carried by the wind in front of my car. I swear, they were organized, they had a plan and I think they only let me through because they know I am an artificial tree person. I could hear the maniacal laughing.
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