I know Christmas trees are a crop. They are grown to be cut down, decorated, discarded, and hopefully recycled.
Still, it makes me sad to see dead trees along the curb, waiting to get picked up. It means the end of the holiday season, and the beginning of a long, dark, cold and snowy January.
Plus, it's a reminder of my yearly thing. Every year, I can't wait for the holiday season to be over, and every year, when January rolls around, I regret not having any holiday fun.
Discarded Christmas trees, thank you for the memories.