This post is a bit late chronologically, but right on time for holiday spirit. A few weeks ago our family headed up to the frosty dusted hills outside our town. We live in an area known for Christmas trees, and the farmers here ship them everywhere including places like Hawaii and Japan. Thankfully we only have to drive ten short miles to reach the farm we go to every year for our tree outing, and our tree consequently only travels 10 miles to reach our home.
We took off out of the parking lot into the vast sea of Noble Firs. We found a very nice one just two rows back, and directly in line with our car. Of course we couldn’t just take that one, there could be an even better tree waiting for us somewhere in the hundred acre Christmas tree woods.
We looked and looked sometimes becoming separated, but a quick holler reunited our tree hunting party.
Finally after walking down many rows of seemingly endless trees, we decided to go back to the first tree we found. As we came around the corner there it was. The perfect tree-it almost looked as if it had a halo glowing over it.
When we got it home, we put it up, gave it a drink, and set out to decorate it. We bought new vintage style satin ornaments this year to reduce casualties from the whirling toddler. Looks pretty nice, doesn’t it?
And finally, the first verse from the German version of Oh Christmas Tree, which I learned as a child being of German heritage. It still is one of my very favorite holiday songs.
"O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,
Wie treu sind deine Blätter!
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit,
Nein auch im Winter, wenn es schneit.
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,
Wie treu sind deine Blätter!"