Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Trees' Company

I recall a line from a poem by James Clarence Harvey: "Oh, the saddest of sights in this world of sin/Is a little lost pup with his tail tucked in."

Not that my heart wouldn't melt at the sight of a little lost pup, but a sad sight all too common this time of year are Christmas trees beside the road. There they are, the once-proud bearers of bright lights and family ornaments — now reduced to so much yard waste.

These two have the right idea, though. A stiff northwest wind rolled them together the other day, and now they're partners in crime/shame/escape. May they live forever in mulch heaven. 

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