Between the morning games and that thing we’re ignoring from the afternoon we went to pick out our Christmas tree. It was a perfectly fantastic day to find a tree.
While the guy was cutting and trimming and not shaking the dead leaves and needles from the tree I shot some video. Here are 60 seconds inside a fancy nursery:
After that thing we’re ignoring we put the tree in the stand with minimal oaths and mutterings. Only took two tries. I put on the Sinatra and The Yankee strung the lights. I vacuumed the needles while The Yankee untangled the lights. The Yankee vacuumed again while I looked at the lights.
It could be one of those trees.
We’ll put up the ornaments tomorrow, maybe, having worked on some of them tonight. Right now we’re just watching the reflective glow from the library. The Christmas lights look reddish in there.
Let’s see how many are on the floor now … Not many, so the smell of the North Carolina Frasier Fir is worth it for now.
