Tree cutting day is one of my favourite Christmas traditions. We go out to my parents pasture land, hunt for trees, cut them down and then have a wiener roast sheltered in the trees. Saturday was a chilly day, there was a massive snowstorm blowing in so we needed to be fairly prompt about getting things done. Flora’s cheeks got nice and rosy, she didn’t complain about the cold at all!
Our tree is huge, we think it is about 12 feet this year. Flora says “preet” (pretty) when she sees it.
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