It's like this:
hanging hearts (very faded hearts I might add. Must find new hearts)
shamrocks (very original, I know)
End of March - August:
hearts are back on the payroll
Leaves go back up - in lieu of a Pilgrim or cornucopia
December - January:
Now, you may or may not have noticed that three out of five of these sad passers for door decor say "Welcome". This is actually hilarious because anyone who knows me knows that if you knock on that very door, unannounced, you will be bludgeoned. I love to make it clear that I HATE me a pop-in. It's part of my charm. People hate it about me... and I LOVE that about people.