Two years ago, at Enchanted Winds Tree Farm in Issaquah…
Our first trip to cut down the family Christmas tree was memorable, but not in a good way. Our little one, at 1-1/2 years old, was very unhappy, so the following year we went to a tree lot instead. This year, we decided to try again. For one, the Seattle area had recently received a dusting of snow, a first in nearly two years. Plus it was a clear, cold and sunny Sunday, perfect for Christmas tree shopping. I am thrilled to report, this year’s adventure was a home run in every respect.
And we brought Bunny. If Bunny was having a good time, then Little Bird was having a good time.
Our arrival on this particular day was fortuitous. Just the day day before, a Hallmark representative visited Enchanted Winds and left a sleigh-load of reindeer antlers. They were giving them away. I think the antlers put a touch of pizzazz in our hunt for a Christmas tree.
Big Papa donned his antlers, grabbed a saw and off we went. This was serious business now.
We searched. Up and down the rows of trees. Too tall. Too short. Too fat. Too skinny. Where was our tree?
We ate some icicles (Little Bird), got a noseful of snow (Bunny), took a lot of photographs (Mama), and felt a bit impatient (Big Papa). And we all got a little tired.
Just as hope began to fade, and a meltdown seemed imminent…there it was! Christmas Tree 2014.
Big Papa got busy with the saw, Little Bird and I yelled “TIMBER!” Down came our tree. Thankfully, Bunny approved.
We carried our prize back to the barn. After a good shaking, our tree was netted and tied to the roof of our car.
A few snowballs were thrown in celebration. And then we were homeward bound.
Take the road less traveled, Beth