Today was The Day.
The perfect day to get the tree.
Not raining is always good, and today was sunny and cold.
School can wait.
We can see Mt. Baker, along the way to the tree farm.
And we go by this church, which I like for the traditional look and the graveyard on both sides.
The view from the tree farm... acres and acres of firs, surrounded by mountains.
That's Mt. Baker, hiding in the clouds.
And the Twin Sisters poke their heads over the foothills across the river.
But we are all about finding the perfect tree.
Wyatt scouts them out.
Tate is just happy to be there, finding the Perfect Tree.
Yes! This is the one!
Gunnar concurs.
Tate and Gunnar use the Swedish saw like a cross-cut saw,
and have the lower branches trimmed and the tree down in minutes.
We've been coming to this same lot for ever.
Any size Douglas Fir, twenty-five bucks.
Not to mention, hot cider, cookies, and candy canes in the office, by the wood stove :D
We've got it in, up, and lighted.
Ornaments tomorrow.
*Happy sigh!*
5 comments:
I chuckle every time I read a post that has you out and about because even though I know you are local I wrack my brain trying to figure out exactly where you might have gone in those pictures. I love that you don't tell us where these places are. It's so much fun!
What a lovely day that trip must make! Can't believe those prices, that's amazing. Desert dwellers pay ridiculous sums for trees.
I know where to get my tree next year ;-)
I love it! We still have to get our tree - I love the smell of pine and the happy outing to GET the tree.
Now I want to see pictures of the tree when it is decorated!! :)
What a fun tradition! Can you believe I've never ever had a real tree? Nope. Never.
Blessings!
Deborah
P.S. I have two pine scented air fresheners in the room hoping to at least get that evergreen smell. No.Such.Luck.
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