Different, But Still The Same

It’s week of Christmas. Can you believe it? Not too long ago it felt like time was standing still. But, time is constant and marches on. And so, here we are, 4 days from the one day almost everyone looks forward to all year long.

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O Christmas Tree

Black Friday is probably the only day of the year I avoid shopping of any kind. I detest the crowds and the idea of “wasting” a day off fighting over parking spaces, pawing through tables of discounted goods, and standing in line for any reason. No. Thank. You.

I do, however, like to get out there early and pick out just the right Christmas tree. I love the sparkling dew on the aromatic branches. I enjoy the exhilaration of climbing the hills and valleys on either side of the farm we visit nearly every year. Eye-balling potential specimens from all angles looking for unacceptable flat spots or gaps.

But, when we find the perfect tree — our tree — I can’t stop the childish excitement that bubbles out. I clap my hands and grin from ear to ear as my husband crawls around on the ground looking for the perfect place to cut down our find.

The smell of fresh cut evergreen fills my nostrils, the oozing pitch sticks to my fingers, the prickly needles bite into my skin as we carry our perfect tree to the netting area.

Ah, Christmas — let the season of sparkling lights and magical moments begin!

Do you cut down your own tree? What’s your favorite part about tree hunting? Do you have a favorite kind of Christmas tree? I’m anxious to know dear readers.

Fun fact about me: I didn’t celebrate Christmas until I was in my early 20’s.

Word of the Day:  Oology

Original post by Jansen Schmidt, November 2014. Photos courtesy Google Images.

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