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Every time I walk into the living room the Christmas tree smells extra lovely.
Sadly, as a lover of nature and a fascinator of trees I now know that this is a distress call, the tree is sending out signals to its neighbours and friends to let them know that it is suffering, that this is the end.
This year I was already questioning the necessity of having a real Christmas tree — a cut Christmas tree — now walking into the living room and smelling the lovely smell I question even more.
I have bought potted Christmas trees in the past in the hope I can use the same tree year after year but they never survived.
I’m really trying to reduce my plastic consumption so I won’t buy a fake Christmas tree again; do I even want a Christmas tree or could I have an alternative celebratory decoration for the month of December?
I have no answers just yet but I do know I’m probably not going to be comfortable in having a cut tree again — it seems cruel and unfair and unnecessary, a demonstration of our greed and desire for things we don’t need.
