It looks like a Christmas card. When I worked at the Florist, Holly was like working with barb wire. The end of each point of the leaf had a barb on it. One of us (me) would trim them off with scissors. I called it giving a manicure. I'd go home looking like I'd been attacked by a Bobcat. Then throw a little pine sap on that for good measure. But I still love the smells of Christmas in the house.
