Here’s when. I thought this article was a joke. Then I thought the tree was. Then I remembered: We are living in 2009.
This cone-tree, erected in a public square, has no pine needles to poke an eye out, no branches to clobber anyone, no feature at all to remind us that trees — and people — live in the real world. And maybe come spring the town will erect a shoe box representing that other great threat to humanity: the Easter Bunny. — Lenore