Christmas Is Officially Over

That's not a theological statement, just a physical fact. Jack made me take the tree down today so the recyclers could pick it up and mulch it -- sort of tree reincarnation. I loved the tree. I loved getting up in the gray early mornings and turning on the lights to enjoy their colorful sparkle. Now all that's left of it is a pan of yucky water and piles of needles. Rats!