On my way to pay a visit to the Lang courtyard trees (my official line "I'm on leave but my relationship to the trees continues") I noticed a lot of other trees along the road. As I was trying to capture the Andersenian pathos of the piles of discarded Christmas trees through a gif of the billowing of the bags abandoned along with these stunned specimens along East 13th Street, I was photo-bombed by a fire engine, its lights flashing; once gif-ified it looks as evanescent as the splashy colors of the Christmas season.
