Christmas has finally ended for us. The tree
we so lovingly killed for the baby Jesus has expired: it's been shedding needles at an incredible pace despite our watering and embalming efforts.
Yesterday, the ornaments were removed and repackaged; today, the lights were taken down and the vegetation disposed. Furniture will be placed back where it was tonight and all will return to normalcy once again.
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Scene of the Crime
See the bare spot encircled with pine needles? We were thinking of creating a pattern in white chalk to indicate where the victim was found but decided it was redundant. |
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Follow the Trail
No matter how gently we lifted the tree corpse, it shed needles constantly through the living room. |
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Charlie Brown Special
It used to be deep green and full. Now, it's half brown and increasingly barren. There's a metaphor in here somewhere but I've decided to ignore it. |
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Curbside
This is how Christmas ends: not with a bang but with a decaying pile of vegetation left at the side of the street for the county recycling services to collect in the morning. |