Last week, we had weather in the high 60's. Even Wednesday, it was a balmy 50+ degrees. BUT, yesterday, winter arrived! The temperature didn't get out of the 20's, the winds gusted to 30 mph, and we had snow! That's what we've been waiting for... you can't cut down a Christmas tree unless it's snowing, and windy, and it's so cold, you suffer. Makes it more like a pioneer experience.While in years past, this event was a Norman Rockwellian family affair, with Christmas carols playing on the car CD player, hot chocolate, and lively conversation about who picked last year's tree, ...alas, the only one I could rally to go with me yesterday was my daughter, Leah. So, we headed north, armed with our buck saw and bungy cords, to brave the elements and find this year's tree... at Grupp's Christmas Tree Farm! Going to a tree farm is NOT cheating... you still have to walk miles of snowy hills, freeze, and suffer for your tree (and you don't risk arrest).
After hours of scrutiny, we found our tree. We chose it because it made us laugh, as good a reason as any. It isn't a Charlie Brown tree, but it has a funny thing on the top that makes it look like Alfalfa (think,The Little Rascals).
Leah's into to this 'I am woman hear me roar' thing, so, she did the sawing. We didn't have a camera, because pioneers wouldn't have had a camera, ...so I took a picture with her cell phone. It's a little fuzzy because my hands were so cold by then that I could hardly hold the phone still, and the wind was blowing so fiercely, it was hard to see. Then we (she) dragged the tree over the miles of snowy hills, back to the car. We paid the farm owner for the privilege of suffering for our tree, loaded it into the car, ...and drove to Starbucks! On the way home, we tried to think of some important life lesson we learned and could share about our experience. We couldn't think of any, but the Starbuck's Christmas Blend is really good.
Leah's into to this 'I am woman hear me roar' thing, so, she did the sawing. We didn't have a camera, because pioneers wouldn't have had a camera, ...so I took a picture with her cell phone. It's a little fuzzy because my hands were so cold by then that I could hardly hold the phone still, and the wind was blowing so fiercely, it was hard to see. Then we (she) dragged the tree over the miles of snowy hills, back to the car. We paid the farm owner for the privilege of suffering for our tree, loaded it into the car, ...and drove to Starbucks! On the way home, we tried to think of some important life lesson we learned and could share about our experience. We couldn't think of any, but the Starbuck's Christmas Blend is really good.
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