... not even this last Christmas's chile wreath - that's still on the front door, not because I'm pretending that it's still the holiday season, but because it looks pretty, although I've just remembered that the last time I left a wreath there until the summer, a bird nested in it. No, this is from the Christmas before: battered by the wind and quite possibly pecked at by birds who don't mind rather hot seeds. And that, blowing around in the chill wind, was this morning: now back in LA and back in full harness.
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