Holiday Traditions; The Tree
For the past several years we've had two traditions regarding our tree, one is we go out with some lifelong friends to cut one down at a tree farm. It's usually a Sunday afternoon and involves some driving. The first few times, I think my friend regretted inviting us as we searched for the "perfect" tree, rejecting perfectly good ones along the way. Eventually we would find one to our liking, cut it down and either tie it on top of our car or put it in the back of their truck.
The second tradition is an accident. This is our fourth Christmas in this house with high ceilings. In my mind, high ceilings means a tall tree. Tall trees don't fit easily into regular stands, so we've improvised over the years, and come to the conclusion that a stand must be attached to a base and the tree must be tied to the wall. We thought this year's tree was not such a giant and tried again to get away without these steps, but yet again we experienced our new tradition of a falling tree.
I don't have pictures of the disasters; we've only lost a few ornaments, nothing irreplaceable. I guess when something happens year after year, intentionally or not, it becomes a tradition.
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