Our friends like big Christmas trees. They usually scout out a 16 foot tall or so spruce before the snow falls. Usually not too much more than a mile or two off the road. And they usually try to find a tree that is uphill from the road, so the hike back, carrying the tree, isn't too awful. NOTE: the first year of the annual tree hunt, 10 or so years ago, we carried an 18 foot spruce through a foot of freshly fallen snow uphill to the car. We learned our lesson.
This year the tree was big, even by our friends' standards. Bigger/wider than the car. It was also very sturdy. Usually we plop the tree next to the car and there is a little compression. But this tree was stiff. And very challenging to secure to the top of the van.
|Channeling our inner lumberjacks - TIMBER!|
|Brian working hard|
|Their tree waiting to be loaded on the car|
|15+ feet of spruce|
Brian and I always go for something rather smaller. This year, though, I think we set a new record for smallness. Our chosen tree is less than 3 feet tall.
So our new tree will be set up on a tabletop, probably in the sun room. And we'll have to buy a tree for the living room. But the little tree will be much more special...
And yes, I still have pumpkins on the back porch. Perhaps it's time to get rid of those...