'Tis the season to deck the halls.
But sometimes I try to do a good decorating thing, and it turns out to be a bad thing.
A really, really bad thing.
I've had croup and a cold all week, but I decided to decorate the outdoor urns.
I put on boots and tramped around the farm, breaking boughs of holly.
These urns are old and each one weighs about 300 pounds.
Everything went well until I added the last magnolia sprig in the right-hand urn.
The top part of the urn broke and keeled over.