I love the tiny dog and the snowman made from bricks. I love Polly's felt polar bears and toadstools. I love icy ponds. I love that my son believed a bright green, talking tree at Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park was real. I love to stare up at trees that are one hundred years old, with their feet planted firmly in the ground. I love to see the shiny fire engine hanging from a ribbon on a branch. Though yours looks beautiful, I would feel sad to see a fir in my living room without roots. This is why I am happy to take my everlasting tree out of it's box to decorate every Christmas.
