Friends came today with an orphaned tree, who someone had viscously decapitated and left by the wayside to serve the beggars. The gratefully rescued tree, once it was dressed in sparkly craft fair adornment, found its special purpose spreading joy and happiness.
The empty-house blues were promptly chased away by the friends, hustling to arrange the twinkling lights on the tree (which I was forbidden to videotape, unless I was prepared to name it "Martha's Last Christmas") and, bustling about, setting out cheery companion tabletop accessories.
I shall take pleasure at gazing upon the yuletide splendor as I eat
my toast and jam.
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