Christmas tree graveyard

Today was the day to let go. I always feel really bad for the trees. They're cut down in their prime, and sold off. They get a ray of hope with a bucket full of water while they're dolled up and loved for a few weeks. Then at the end of the season many are unceremoniously dumped in an ally or along the side of the road. We took ours to the park to be composted. It's the naked one in dead center. We knew it was time because it suddenly dropped almost all of it's needles.