Friday, December 3, 2010

A real one

Having lived in the Midwest(central Illinois) for most of my life, a real Christmas tree wasnt always the best way to go. They werent super easy to find and when you did find them the price was pretty intense.

So, when it was clear that we were making the move to Washington state, well, the ol' standby fake tree was taken to the curb. My feelings were that we were gonna b
e in Washington for cryin out loud. They have pine trees everywhere. Well, not really knowing at the time that our destination was actually the desert of Washington state, it made perfect sense then.

Fast forward to quite recently...We really wanted to go out and pick out our own
tree AND cut it down. Come to find out, the desert doesnt have many pine trees for the taking. There are plenty of huge sage brush...but its kinda illegal to cut those down. We could have driven 2.5 hours to the closest tree farm in Spokane, but the weather really wasnt conducive to a drive of that sort.

Luckily, after Thanksgiving weekend, these little tree stands began popping
up all over.

We werent really feeling this particular one so we moved along.

We found another stand that we really liked.

G kinda led the way.

And leading the way quickly turned into a good game of hide and seek.

So there was seeking.

And hiding, of course.

He has really great hiding spots.

After looking at row

after row of beautiful trees.
We chose this one. A grand fir.

They trimmed the trunk for us.

And then they bagged the tree for us(which to me really looked like fish net stockings for trees) and off we went.