It's About Time

Yesterday the husband/lover/exterior decorator took me along in his manly truck to the outskirts of town to the communal brush pile.  He had removed our holiday evergreen garland rope from the fencing and gates across the front of our property, and we needed to dispose of it in a somewhat "green" way.

Here, then, is what I saw at the brush pile, and what led to my frenzy of finally taking down our Christmas tree and holiday decor today, and then ultimately resulted in a killer backache, placing me here and now into a recliner with my Frankenstein booted foot, (you can read about that here), and other foot up.  Now if I could only get the puppy to leave me alone.  For.  One.  Minute.

To the left of the Christmas tree cemetery is the mulch hill which is available for community use.  Borough workers grind all dropped off trees, shrubs, and brush into mulch on a regular schedule.  If you need some for your gardening, help yourself.

Every year after the holiday decorations are taken down and put away, for the next several days I always think the house looks so bare.  I had to take a last look or two before I got to work.  Here's our final view of the 2012 Thomas family Christmas tree, decorated by son Caleb and his girlfriend, Hannah.

And this little tree was just an extra we decided to put on the fireplace hearth:

Everything is down now, and pieces are packed away into boxes.  All I need is the husband/lover/carrier of heavy things to store the boxes away for me.

Oh, and in case you're wondering - there are only 338 days until Christmas 2013.