We got the little cherubs all bundled up and set out with cash in pocket to the wonderful place we found our tree last year. We were all set to traipse around on their wonderful farm and find THE tree. As we pulled up, there was a sign that stated in very small letters: "closed for 2010 season". Oh. No. The children were upset, and frankly so was I. I really wanted a tree from that particular farm as we're moving more and more into the "everything as local as possible" mentality. For us, that included our tree. Well, shut. We turned Rudolph the Red Van around and decided to drive towards a neighboring town that we thought would have a cut your own and be open. On the way there, we drove by a place we stopped at a couple of years ago. There, at the end of the driveway, we saw this little sign:
Then they carried it to the car and strapped it on.
A fun time was had by all. Now, the tree adorns our living room with it's lovely smell and graceful way it holds our ornaments. Thank you, Little Tree for being an intricate part of our holiday celebration, we appreciate your sacrifice dearly.
Wishing you a bit of Christmas cheer of your own today, ~Peacemom