... is Kenna's treasure.
The old man across the street must have gotten his Christmas tree and put it up yesterday, because last night he left a garbage can filled with branches out by the curb (the city comes around and picked up yard debris/leaves/branches etc. for recycling). I've wanted a few branches to put in a vase with some floral sprigs, just to have that pine scent wafting through the house, so I snagged several branches and will make my centerpieces this weekend.
I love a bargain - even if it means picking through my neighbor's trash bin.