Oh, Christmas Tree, Oh, Christmas Tree

Each year our realtor has a free Christmas tree day

where for a few hours we can come and cut down a tree.

This year we decided it was getting too much for us to cut a tree;

so we weren't going to attend.

Then we were told there were pre-cut trees we could choose;

so off we went.

We love going to the farm and seeing what is happening.

This year was no different.

It was great fun to have a bowl of hot chili and some hot cocoa too

plus see familiar faces.

That's our realtor, Kama, in the red cowgirl hat.

We love getting to see her and one day will use her services again.

Then it was time to find the right tree.

You might not know this about me, but I am rather picking on the type of tree I choose.

There just wasn't a tree I liked.

So we picked a little taller than needed tree and then cut it to fit.

I sort of wish now I got down on my hands and knees and tried one more time to cut.

Well this is the tree all decorated.

It is a bit strange in shape for sure;

but it is what it is and we will live with it.

I guess this is the year of a tree only a parent could love.

This in a way is good for my very organized soul,

one that teaches me I need to loosen up a bit.

So I sing "Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree"

loud and clear.

More pictures of my home to come next week,

but just couldn't resist showing you "the tree".