We welcomed it with a bang and promptly discarded 2007 from one moment to another. Barely two weeks have passed, and having left the "old year" behind us the next wave of remorseless disposals comes along: left, right, and centre - look where you may - the sorry remnants serve as sobering reminders of the end of the latest love affair: the Christmas tree. A mere 4-5 weeks ago, the country was whizzed into a shopping frenzy for the "perfect tree" that would fit just right next to the fireplace, match the curtains, god knows what other criteria go into the choosing of a Christmas tree (I have never owned or bought one myself so I speak from second-hand experience, so to speak). But I do feel I have come close enough to the madness of buying, decorating, adoring, disposing and forgetting to speak with authority on the matter of this annual short-term love affair which we never seem to learn from.
Ditches, roadsides, bus stops, front lawns, tree-tops (believe it or not)..........you name it, chances are there are at least 1 1/2 trees strewn, left and abandoned there! [collage of once-loved-but-promptly-forgotten Christmas trees of Berlin coming soon - check back some time in the near future]
Lucky are those trees that grew in an environment where the "love" for them is not expressed by chopping them down, where no one complains about having to hoover up the dropped needles, where they are allowed to stay in their element.UPDATE: Thanks to Sandy for providing this eerily related link.
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