Neither rain, nor rain, nor rain will keep us from our appointed task ... we're off to get our Christmas tree. The place we normally go to wasn't going to be open until 4:30, and even then for only an hour. So, we headed off down the road in high hopes we'd find another tree ranch ... and we came upon this place. The trees are beautifully maintained, easy to maneuver around, and we set off, yes, in the rain, to find our perfect tree.Ian is not feeling well as he has a headache, chills, sore throat, etc. So, he stayed with me most of the time under the umbrella, only joining in for an occasional photograph.
It really wasn't very long before we came upon this tree and it had a wonderful shape. We brought along a tarp so the cutting job would not be a soaking wet one!
What you don't see between the last photo and this one is the tree falling in toward the kids! Ethan just caught the top of the tree, Amber screeched, and they began to juggle around the cart to get the tree on it. The tarp was folded up, and the trek back to the shed/barn was not a long one. They took the tree ... a 7 foot Douglas Fir ... gave it a shake on their machine, and then they plopped it on top of the van.
The tree is in a stand of water in the garage, drip-drying! Decoration photos to come. I doubt we'll get to it today, maybe tomorrow. Only time will dictate when ... we still have Nutcracker performance through tomorrow afternoon.

































