My local retail establishments are setting up Valentine’s Day displays, and driving around I see many many Christmas trees at the curb for tomorrow’s recycle pick-up. (The artificial trees? I think they’re down already.)
So it’s up to we of the Secular persuasion to hold to the tradition. My tree – living (okay, recently murdered) and smelling sweet – will stand proud until at least the 12th day. And perhaps beyond depending on my mood.