Since we’ve been married (10 years!) Andrew and I have been cutting our own christmas tree. When we lived in the city we had to drive pretty far, but these days, we live pretty close to several christmas tree farms. We tried a different one this year, run by two young boys. It was a lovely spot, but the trees were mostly too tall.
It’s funny because when I was young, I always saw historic homes as the only ones grand and tall enough for the large trees, but now in this age of new mini-mansion homes – historic homes (with some exceptions of course) are dwarfed in comparison. Those 9 foot ceilings are no longer what they use to be, and neither are the trees…at least at this particular farm. Most were 10 feet and above, so we had to really search.
We decided to go by ourselves and make a date of it…it was our first date together in 11 months and though it didn’t come with dinner, we had a nice time. I love any time that we spend in our old truck, it makes everything feel better. We passed lots of black-faced sheep, and one chubby mini horse that I am still thinking about…man I love them so.
We plan to bring Wallis next year, but this year, this year belong to her oh so tired parents.