For the first time in life, we cut down our very own Christmas tree!
I’m the first to admit that, when it comes to live Christmas trees, I’ve always been sort of a Scrooge.
I would totally be a-ok with a pre-lit-low-maintenance-won’t-die-if-I-don’t-water-it artificial model. The monetary benefits and the lack of effort involved in that make it extremely appealing to me.
But, I live with a house full of holiday traditionalist who insist on live treeing it year after year.
After spending an afternoon at the best Christmas tree farm in Maryland (according to me who has only ever been to the one), I’m proud to say I am totally with them!
Even after breaking into a full body sweat walking out to the farming area (seriously, it’s far, but also, I was carrying all of my camera equipment and wearing a humongosaur winter coat since I’d had a shoot there earlier), listening to my children fight over the wagon and the tree and if the sky is actually blue or if it just looks blue because of something environmental and sciency, holding the tree while DudeDad cut it so it didn’t crush him, and helping him tie it to the roof, I have to say that cutting our own tree was overall a pleasurable experience.
And this is a for real smile.
The tree is the best looking one we’ve ever owned and the memories are the kind I actually want to cherish (you know, after time erases all of the annoying parts I just mentioned).
So how do you celebrate this holiday season? Real tree? Fake tree? Or no tree?!