However the simple task of picking a tree turned into a fiasco once we arrived at the first vendor. Firstly you are spoilt for choice! Noble fir, Norway spruce, scotch pine, white fir, Virginia pine ..........then it was a choice of domestic or imported. Then it was onto the price, some vendors charged by foot, the others by size, the others by variety.
Good grief, I was praying for a local boy scout hall and haggling down the price with a a 15 year old!
After much debate I left the ultimate decision up to David who had the job of carrying it home.
All wrapped up and ready to be decorated.....
Ta -da!
Somehow, despite the tree being up I cant help but feel the need for heat wave and bikini for it to really feel like Christmas!
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