As a child one of my very favorite Christmas memories is tree hunting with a group of family friends. We'd meet for breakfast at someone's house, gear up in some serious winter attire, and tromp out into the woods to find the perfect tree. There were maybe 8 adults and a dozen kids, a motley crew for sure. I'll see if I can't get mama and papa bejos to dig up a picture of one of those years....
We decided to start a tree hunting tradition of our own this year. With a tree cutting permit in hand we hosted breakfast and drove down south for a somewhat snowy and very muddy expedition.
Funny how tiny a tree looks in the wild, and how HUGE it seems in the house.
More to come this week
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