The first signs of the festive season is the appearance of wreaths. The old religion tradition of decorating with ivy, fir bows & holly berries has never disappeared, even before the decorating of fir trees or cluttering front yards with inflatable forty foot Santas descended upon us there was the wreath. These are all in the east end north & south of Greenwood/Danforth.
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