When you’re a Christmas tree guy, especially one who deals in the tallest of triangular holiday conifers, you curse the wind.
You have nightmares about those hot autumn days in Southern California when the Santa Ana winds begin to howl at 30 to 40 miles per hour with gusts that reach 60.
When you’re a Christmas tree guy, you envision the tops of your trees falling off like so many coffee cups on the roof of your car on the freeway. You dread hearing TV weather reporters using phrases like “high-pressure region” and “offshore flow” in the same sentence.
“It’s the Santa Ana winds,” Victor Serrao said, shaking his head. “That’s the only thing.”
Serrao, 48, of Laguna Niguel, is a Christmas tree guy.