All right. I have to get real. Every possible holiday celebrating the birth of Christ has passed and I still haven’t taken down the Christmas decorations. The weather is so gloomy and all of the greenery, gold and red decorations make the house seem so much warmer. But it’s getting embarrassing now. AH says that her daughter called it the ‘tree funeral’ and she’s right. I always have a couple of hours of sadness as I pack everything away in the Rubbermaid boxes for another 11 months. Bagging up the tree and taping the three packages shut against dust makes me long for summer, when I ask myself why I left the tree bags on top of the tractor and did I remember to…

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