o christmas tree…

for the past few years we’ve gone to get our christmas tree on a weekday morning.  we are not crowd people, we seem to avoid people a lot.  with school and work schedules the way they are, we’re going to have to learn to be a little more patient, and leave the house on the weekend.  this a.m. we got up early and went to the tree farm to cut down our christmas tree:

sunny day, but oi, chilly.  28 degrees.

nobody complained.  we have a plan – when we find a tree we like, we mark it so we can remember where it was.  imagine, they really all do look the same.

after we found the one we liked, i nearly forgot to go back for my scarf.

remember the link to the Mayhem ad?  did you see it?  this made me giggle, and even hunny made a comment about how the scent was “like making love to a lumberjack.”

he wondered, too, if this is all very exclusive to new england… we march out into a field and saw down our own tree.  a kid comes by on an ATV with a trailer and drives it back to the barn.  they put it on this crazy shaking machine to get all the loose needles off, then wrap it with twine.  then some other kid hauls it out to your car and either straps it on top, or in our case, we take 2 cars and we put it in the back of hunny’s car.  we pick out fresh wreaths for the front and back door and maybe have some cider or cocoa, and wa-LA!  christmas spirit in full effect!!

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2 Comments on “o christmas tree…”

  1. MandyJo Says:

    Let the madness begin! Merry Christmas, Felie family.

  2. Tina Says:

    Fortunately it was dry out.

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