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A holiday wreath hangs on our front door. It's been up for weeks now. Maybe it's the post-Christmas Blues, but I am finding myself annoyed at its presence. Whenever I look out the front door window, everything becomes framed by the wreath's green inner circle. In a week, the wreath will be gone, and I'll probably miss it. As it is, I am already looking at the tree in the sun room with an eye towards removal. I need to remind myself: there's plenty of time for all that. Relax. #smallstories