It dawned on me just the other day that since celebrating my first Christmas with the hubby as man and wife, we have bought a fresh deliciously divine smelling real Christmas pine tree every year. Yes! 1 for me on the mental traditions board. I've always loved the idea of a real tree. Perhaps even more than the actual tree itself. Something about the timing, the mood and the overall feel of being with other fellow holiday celebrating patrons all bundled up navigating a sea of trees all sorts and sizes. And then heading into the nearby mom+pop store for some hot cocoa... isn't it such the early scene of a Hallmark holiday movie? :) guilty pleasure yes! (Hmm that could be potential for another future tradition .. though it might just be me myself and I ..hmm). So yeah, last week after our tummies regulated post turkey and like we did the year before, we visited our local tree farm Thanksgiving weekend to get an early start on all things Christmas decorating. Out with the old ... bye bye Woody you cute straw light up outdoor pumpkin you, in with the new... hellllllo Francis our just today fully lighted and ornamented balsam fir. We welcome you. Except you'll notice little man is straight up all over you unlike last year.. sorry for the endless tugging and yanking. Despite my unintentional ombre of ornaments from heavy glass/breakable on top to plastic and kid-friendly at the bottom 2 layers, all lit up, you look like a falcon of hope in this otherwise messy but cozy house :) Looks like we got our first Christmas tradition realized!
Will you be putting up a tree this year? Do you go real or fake?
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