It is not, repeat not, the Christmas season until I have gone crazy smelling the fresh pine sap from the tree vendors...and there is no sap fresher than the trees from the Finger Lakes on sale at the Grand Army Plaza greenmarket. (These shots are from yesterday; today, I did not get to the park, due to internal and external weather.) The trouble with these trees is, they are so fresh that by Epiphany they're like the fellow who wasn't dead yet in the Monty Python "Bring Out Your Dead" routine. They feel just fine, thank you, all springy and green, making me feel guilty at tossing them (even if I do mulch their branches).
We are late tree putter-uppers, so we'll wait a few weeks before the great Selection and Schlep, but we'll get a wreath before then.
AYITP CALENDAR UPDATE:
Wow! The sales site for the calendar (here) has been up less than 24 hours and folks have already started ordering them! I am beyond thrilled, because I designed it myself and all the shots are from this here blog by yours truly (except one, taken by Daughter). Go take a look; if you want to give something truly, deeply Brooklyn, the 2009 Prospect: A Year in the Park calendar is just your thing.
And now, back to...
THE GREENMARKET DOG OF THE WEEK
The girl can't help it. Sasha is a Border Collie but just a puppy, helping out the gang at Milk Thistle Farm sell their organic dairy products, and a chenille glove was just so irresistibly chewy. Daughter forgave her instantly, of course.