We're kicking off our fun old fashion family Christmas by heading out into the country in the old front-wheel drive sleigh to embrace the frosty majesty of the winter landscape and select that most important of Christmas symbols.
Name that movie?* Oh the holiday tradition of picking out the tree. It is much more fun than actually decorating the tree, which is why you won't see any photos of my tree with twinkle lights and ornaments. We headed off to Wintergreen farm again this year to pick out our Christmas symbol. The experience is vastly different from last year. The only exception being the title of the post! This year I could have been wearing my bathing suit it was so hot. As compared to last year when we needed a parka.
Something is not quite right when one wears flip flops to saw down their tree. Seriously. It was surreal and the "frosty majesty of the winter landscape" just wasn't happening.
BUT, we did actually get to cut down a tree, which means we are celebrating our Christmas locavore style. Last year the farm was new, the trees too small, and several inches of mud lay in the fields.
We choose a lovely Leyland Cyprus and commenced to sawing.
Note the t-shirt and the sunshine! Sorry for the blown out photo. cc took the shot and I forgot to change the settings for her.
There was only one injury during our expedition to the field. cc nearly cut my hand off as we were walking. The saw was swinging like a guillotine in her hand and she bumped up next to me. It was a bloody mess. You can see it if you look really close.
Now comes the not so fun part. The lights are up, but other than that it is still bare. I'll be busy this week getting the finally touches on because my sister comes this weekend! Christmas is here.
What is your tree tradition?