It’s confession time. I own not one, but two ceramic trees. The first one I shared was made by my husband’s grandmother. This one I am going to admit was garbage picked! We spotted it at the end of a driveway in a pile of stuff when some people moved out of a house on our street years ago. We snapped it up, thinking at the very least it would be extra parts for our other tree. Turns out is works perfectly. And it fits on the kitchen counter perfectly, with the star on top removed so it will go underneath the upper cabinets.