So we loaded up the truck, and traveled only about 10 miles to a local Christmas tree farm. I have very happy memories of cutting down a Christmas tree with my parents one year at Delp Christmas Tree Farm in St. John. I must have been about 5 or 6, but I remember it being fun. I should ask Mom and Dad for their memories of that trip and see if they agree.
While I did get my memories....it was definitely different. First of all, we only had on jackets because it was about 65 and humid. We hopped on a a hay-rack ride to be pulled out to the "pickin' trees". It was a whole 30 steps away from where we got on the ride. Then we looked through a small field of trees, and basically tagged one. We didn't do the cutting, which Andy was very happy about (me disappointed, but let's face it - I wouldn't have been the one doing the work so I should be realistic ). We just looked and pointed....got back on the hay-rack ride and rode another 30 feet while they took care and wrapped our tree.
We went inside the gift shop where there was free hot cider...which the girls thought was "too spicy" so I ended up drinking 2 glasses myself. (Just Dixie cups, not a challenge) Paid for our tree and....WOW. I could have had a really nice couple of work outfits or dinners out or a maid for the price of that tree. I mean, the tree is nice and all, but come on! The whole event took less than 40 minutes and it's going to the burn pile in January! I was especially regretful when we went to Home Depot and they had 8 footers for $30. I think next year we will try to make some memories a different way. Ah well....some pictures (some taken by Connor)
On the hay-rack ride
The Choices
Taylor checking out the merchandise
Connor just wanted to run around in the field
That's our tree!
Connor took this one....I look half asleep. Ah well.
