It's looking like Christmas around here.. pretty exciting. We {probably mostly me} really wanted to get a real tree this year.
We started the tradition in Kansas of going to the Christmas Tree Farm and picking out our tree.
The whole experience is wonderful. I love it.
That year, we gave our artificial tree away and decided never to have the fake variety again.
After asking Alexandra where we should go to buy one- we headed to the next village over to find the German farmer. She drew a map showing where he lived.
After asking one German neighbor who didn't know English or where the farmer was- we found a row of pines and took the chance by driving up to their driveway.
A girl was in the yard. I approached her in German and she quickly ran to get her mother who also spoke no English. The mother told me they do sell trees, but only one day- December 10th.
We couldn't wait that long. So, we headed on base instead and picked ours out from the Boy Scout fundraiser stock.
A German farmer was making his delivery as we showed up, so it's almost like we bought it straight form the Germans, right? I'd like to think so.
The trees here are a little funny looking. Not the typical- full firs. We picked out a Blue Spruce and are actually quite happy with it. We trimmed it a little making it fit in the corner perfectly.
It smells great, but is very, very pokey. It's real- I'm pleased.
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