Just asking . . . Who throws out his Christmas tree on December 26th?
I never knew such a thing occurred until I saw it for myself in my Philadelphia neighborhood, while walking my dog, Mildred, at 6:45 a.m. on Monday morning.
My parents kept their tree up until January 6, at least, that date marking both the Solemnity of the Epiphany and my maternal grandmother’s birthday.
Seems to have been reasonable to me, though I rarely have a tree myself.