It seems we always pick a day in December where the chill just grabs you right to the bone to go and get our Christmas tree. No matter, the sun was shining, and at least it wasn't windy! We headed to pick out the tree that would be the one we'd gather around this year for gatherings and memories.
I have a personal preference for a tree. I like the Concolor Fir.
It's a pretty tree with longer needles and a light citrus smell. The branches are often gnarled and twist gently. It's really just a pretty tree!
As soon as we got to the farm, we knew a highlight would be the tractor ride for our little guy. Seems that these tractor rides go on longer than just the harvest, he was surprised to see them last well into the Christmas season as well!
It didn't take us long in the field. My husband sat down with our little guy and showed him the saw and how it worked. We took a gander around the field, but it seemed that the first tree we looked at was the one we came back to. It was meant to be!
They cut the tree while Maura and I watched. We caught the tractor back to farm, tree in hand. Patrick yet again relished in the journey.
As they prepared our tree for us to take home, we headed to the shed for some hot cocoa. Patrick got his first taste as the crisp air nipped our noses. We piled the tree on top of our car and headed home. Patrick could hardly wait to get it in the house. Could Christmas really get any better?
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