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Annual Tree Slaughter

December 7, 2009

With more warm clothing than we needed, we visited our favorite tree farm to harvest a Christmas tree today. T spent the morning dragging bits from previously offed trees through the field. He worked up a sweat, and eventually begged to ditch his coat.  It’s hard work moving all that wreath meat around.

I love cutting our own tree, but it stresses me out because I fret that I’m going to see some massive flaw the moment the saw hits the trunk. Like an empty hole 2 feet wide, a rabid squirrel colony, a 90 degree turn in the trunk, or purple needles.  The trees I pick always have crooked trunks, so I also stand out in the field for 10 minutes with my head tilted sideways saying, “OK, it’s leaning, but is it leaning *too* much?”  Somehow, Kyle always manages to make them stand up.  We only had to resort to tying the tree to the wall once, and the only year our tree actually fell over was our first year together.  We have a much heavier stand now.

The unseasonably warm weather did nothing to speed my decision making, but we did eventually find the perfect tree – moderately wonky and misshapen (I like a little Charlie Brown in my trees), full enough for lots of ornaments, skinny enough for our postage stamp living room.  Have you seen those fake CB trees in a box at the store this year?  WHY would someone buy one of those when there are fields and fields of beautiful trees with actual character and originality?  Yuck.

We noticed only one other car at the whole place.  Everyone else was driving trucks.  Does everyone own a truck?  Or do car owners put up fake trees?  We’d like to conduct a survey.

Following the tradition I grew up with, we name our tree each year with a new letter of the alphabet.  Since this is our 9th Christmas, we’re  up to the letter “I”.  Kyle named our tree Icarus.  But, um, Icarus fell to his death.  Maybe we need to rethink the name…

5 Comments leave one →
  1. Eric permalink
    December 7, 2009 3:40 am

    Robin,Real trees do have character. We selected our real tree this year after a 3-year hiatus. Previously, Mia and Zachary just wanted to pull off the Christmas lights and ornaments. I feared that one of the kids would chew their way through the cord.Nevertheless, we resorted to a tree lot versus a field. It was a lot of fun to decorate the tree and house. Four seems to be the magic age because Mia was totally into Christmas this year; last year she really didn't get it.I wish you the best. Have fun this holiday season!Eric

  2. Mireille permalink
    December 7, 2009 4:57 am

    What a great adventure for T, fun tradition to keep going!! Have a wonderful season! I am glad to see you post again!

  3. rachel permalink
    December 7, 2009 9:42 pm

    We own a car, and our neighbors own a car, and they put up a real tree and we 😦 have a fake one. I love real ones, but we're not home during the holidays and I am terrified of fires. Someday, we'll have a house that isn't a tinder box and we will have a lovely-smelling tree! :)What fun to cut one down!

  4. rosemary permalink
    December 9, 2009 7:27 pm

    We own a car and we put up real trees every year but we do not cut one down. Although we are hoping to do it next year when we have Button with us to make a whole excursion out of it. Question though: Do they loan you the tools to cut it with? We're not really a giant tree saw kind of family and I would love to avoid buying one for just the once a year.

  5. Robin and Kyle permalink
    December 9, 2009 7:31 pm

    Rosemary,Every tree farm I've been at (and we've been cutting our own tree for about 20 years) has stacks of saws you can borrow. The place we went this year had a big sign stating that chain saws were prohibited. Yikes! Who would pull out a chain saw for a tree with a 5" diameter trunk? =)

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