Since we made the switch to an artificial tree, I always try to fill the house with something live, and fresh — something that has that great evergreen smell. Like, a tabletop tree, that fits squarely on the sideboard in the kitchen. The one that sits in the French gardening urn — the one that is deep enough, but not as tight-fighting as a tree-stand, so the tree wobbles, and falls over?
Maybe we could add some pebbles to hold it in place — except, we don’t have pebbles lying around here like they do in France. How about sand? We have sand! Except it’s wet, and I can’t carry it…So, we scoop some into the pot, which is already full of water — and now it weighs a ton, with all that wet sand….Except, now that it’s straight, I think the actual tree itself, is … crooked.I don’t know how we will ever get it out of here come December 26.
I can barely smell it.. Even when I’m sitting right in front of the tree. I don’t know how we will ever get it out of here come December 26.
This tree is getting far more attention than the main tree, with all the sentimental ornaments, ever has.I don’t know how we will ever get it out of here come December 26.
So, it’s working… the tree is doing its job.but I don’t know how we will ever get this massive wet-sand
But I have no idea how we will ever get this massive wet-sand urn out here on December 26.
How much trouble could a tabletop tree, really?