Remember those Christmas trees that are sprayed white with some type of foam that mimics snow? Super tacky, probably full of horrible chemicals, and in no way can they actually smell as good as unsprayed trees.
But I always, for some odd reason, begged my Dad to buy one. Of course, he never did. Thankfully. It probably had something to do with the fact that it doesn’t snow in the Bay Area where I grew up, and until I was about 10, the artificial snow on those defiled Douglas Firs was about the closest I ever got to a white Christmas.
Albino redwoods are a rare but welcome parasite.
Photo credit: Stephen Harpe
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