We made our annual trip to the tree farm Saturday to cut down our Christmas tree. This is my favorite Christmas activity. I really look forward to it every year. There’s just something romantic and old fashioned about it I guess. And I just get to stand back and watch while the men do all the work.
Here are the boys with the tree (on the left) we picked out before cutting it down. David was fascinated with the saw.
Dave trimming off a few bottom branches.
Here’s David and I riding on the wagon from the field back to the farm office. David loved the wagon ride.
It was a balmy 38 degrees that day. That’s actually pretty warm. In past years it’s been about 20 degrees with an even colder wind chill. And it’s usually snowing. It did start rain and sleet just as we were leaving.
Here’s Dave, Elizabeth and Joey, our possessed Cocker Spaniels with glowing eyes, and David after decorating the tree.
We went simple this year. Just some white lights and ornaments. Mostly because I’m tired and didn’t feel like dragging out all the other stuff. The tree is so big we don’t even have enough ornaments to fill it. We had more, but most of the glass ornaments we once owned were broken in the last four years. Notice how that’s been since David was born? Guess I need to visit the Christmas decor aisle at the store this week.
The tree didn’t look that big in the great outdoors. We got it in the house, and it takes up half the living room. Oh, well. It’s pretty and it smells great.
I started putting a little tree in David’s room on his first Christmas. Now he looks forward to it. This year, for the first time, he hung all the ornaments on it himself.
The ornaments are sort of all lumped together. But he’s very proud of it.