My wife have been married for 43 years, and for all of those years we have always had a “live” Christmas tree. Sometimes they have been pre-cut, but that was in the early years of our marriage. It’s been a family tradition to cut our own from one of the local Christmas tree farms. When our kids were little we made it a real adventure. Now we try and include our kids and grandkids in the excitement of trying to find the “perfect tree.”
Well you can see from the picture “old” Grandma and Grandpa are on their own once again. The only thing truly exciting about cutting our tree today was trying not to freeze to death. A winter storm is brewing, and the cold west winds were blowing right through us! The “perfect tree” happened to be all the way to the back of the tree lot just like they always seem to be. Thankfully the owner of Santa’s Tree Farm came along with his trailer and hauled the scotch pine back for us. Good thing cause I was already huffing and puffing and I couldn’t “blow” anybodies house down!! Must of had a dull saw blade.
Several things messed up all of us getting together this year for our annual pilgrimage to the tree farm, not the least was the “flu bug.” Several have opted for the “easy” environmentally friendly way out and went artificial. Others were just to busy to fit it in, so Lorna and I figured we better get “sawing” before all the “perfect trees” are gone. One year we waited to long and had to settle for a Charlie Brown tree.
We’ll let this one sit in the garage a few days then put it up and decorate it. We love the fresh pine smell, twinkling lights, brightly colored bulbs, garland, tinsel, and our old angel treetop! But the most precious thing we hang on the tree is the bulb with the Holy Family inside, and all those home made ornaments from Christmases past. It’s remarkable how a few pieces of construction paper and a second grade class picture can warm your heart, and bless your soul, as it smiles at you from within those lovely branches!