That weird little bit of time between the New Year and Valentine's Day where the days run together. Every day is cold and partially overcast and everyone starts taking down their holiday decor. Mine and Rosie's walks are littered with discarded trees so we always stop and sniff.
This is my beef with Christmas - I hate plastic so I refuse to get a reusable plastic lame tree but real trees are so wasteful (though they smell so good). Luckily I am married to a Christmas-unenthusiast so my decor has to be subtle and unintrusive. Unlikly for said Xmas-unenthusiast, that usually means my nondescript decor stays up well after the holidays pass. Take this for example - a trellis of lights. THEY BLEND IN!
And they are never coming down.