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When we came home, Robert had added Christmas lights to George (the giraffe out front), put up the stockings over the fireplace, hauled up the decorations and set out the tree holder.
Clearly there was a message.
So, even though it was close to 70 degrees, we picked out our Christmas tree and walked it home — the advantage of living so close the the Alexandria Police tree lot.
The were burning the cuttings from the trees and those were all still very green (as they should be) so there was an impressive amount of smoke. That, and our quick pace to get out of the smoke, makes this a great photo that Sarah took!
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