o, Christmas tree. Thy leaves are so unchanging.
On Saturday we all went to cut down our own tree. Fun family day. Even the dog came with us, but I won’t get into a mess that was. Trying to trek through the muddy, marsh path with a baby stroller, dog and a Christmas tree in tow wasn’t easy, but we made it.
This year we have to put the tree in the basement because of the dog. We have a finished basement so it won’t be bad. It will be nice to be able to turn on the wood stove Christmas morning while we open our presents. Nice and cozy, with a cup of coffee.
Gardening in the Lines 