My grandfather used to tell my father stories about Pierre Frontinac, a fictional lumberman who worked in the Adirondack mountains. The stories involved adventure and wolves and always took place in the winter. My father used to tell us the same tales when we would go camping. I loved the stories of Pierre and the romanticism of being in the lumber business. Maybe that’s why I have always loved flannel so much.
So I figured it would be totally easy to chop down my own Christmas tree.
I had never been to a Christmas tree farm before this weekend or chopped/sawed anything down. Growing up we always procured our trees from the Boy Scouts and when I was an adult they were right around the corner, so I would make my brother come with me and we would just walk it home down the icy sidewalks. When I moved to Texas I stopped getting trees. I was feeling grinchy and always left for actual Christmas day, so I didn’t bother. As this is my last Advent season in the great state of Texas, I decided to go all out.
I was a little bit disappointed in Mother Nature for not realizing my plans and creating a perfect winter wonderland for the occasion. Instead it was warm and sunny and all around delightful. I told my friend we would just have to imagine the sparkle of white everywhere.
Coop came along for the experience and to inspect trees for squirrels. He liked the challenge of peeing on ALL of them!
We picked out the perfect one. It was full and beautiful, but also had plenty of character and charm. I grabbed the saw and set to work. Thank goodness I’d found a small one because I have little to no arm strength and it’s kind of hard once that saw really gets in there and I ended up making my friend finish it for me. Pierre can keep his lumber job. I’ll stick to just wearing flannel and call it a day.
It is a perfect tree and we came back and set it all up and I got nostalgic as I hung up each ornament. My mom gave me an ornament or two every year growing up so that when I was an adult and got my first tree, I’d have plenty to hang on it. Each one represents different stages of my life and I love seeing them decorating the corner of my apartment.
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