The Sunday after Thanksgiving, the Huz and I went to a tree farm to pick out Our First Christmas Tree as a Married Couple. (That phrase gets used a lot these days…our first insert event as a married couple. Kinda can’t wait for that to go away.) At first, we were greeted by a small yard where trees had been set up, in the typical temporary Christmas Tree Stand kind of way.
We wandered a bit, not seeing anything that really grabbed us, and then I decided to be a bit more exploratory. To the right, there was a large barn. One side was open and large enough to fit a good size tractor in, but instead, had big fluffy trees dangling from the rafters. I went in to peak, just to see what I would find. What I found was a whole barn full of huge trees dangling from the ceiling. As folks walked through, they would nudge or bump a branch, a frond would stick to a T-shirt, a child would pull. They were all tied by their tops, left a few inches off the ground. With each nudge, pull, bump, or stick, a tree would spin. Huge trees, billowing branches, spinning in the back of the barn. It was breathtaking.
We found our perfect beast and brought him home.
10 feet 8 inches. Tall and slender. A bear to decorate.
We let the tree settle for a day, then pulled out the Christmas lights to get a little twinkle going. 3 strands was not nearly enough. So, Shoobs went to Lowe’s and bought 2 more. 5 strands was still not enough. “3 more ought to do it!” I did not feel like making any more trips so I bought 5 extra strands instead. A total of 9 strands and still the Huz wasn’t happy. “But the last strand is for the garland. This will be fine. You just wait and see.”
A few days and grumbles later, we invited our Librarian friend over to help us decorate.
I’m not sure if it was the tree as much as the Huz when it came to difficulty decorating, but he just couldn’t get satisfied with what we had. Another immediate trip to Wally World produced a dizzying array of ornaments and tinsel. (To be fair, the bulb to interesting ornament ratio was pretty severe.) On went the topper.
A few adjustments.
Add in some tinsel.
And there we have our first tree.