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Then it happened. Nearly 10 years ago now, alongside a Chevron station, Scott spotted him. With a multi-colored light adorned trailer and a sign painted "Local Trees Cut Daily," here was a man who held the same standards for conically cut trees as my beloved. Somehow unsurprising, he's a fellow father of twins.
When a few years ago the Chevron went out of business, pre-season panic set in. Thankfully, we weren't alone in our cult of the perfectly cut Christmas tree...and we were easily able to discover the newly situated source of the all-too-elusive Superlative Scotch Pine.
When we drove up to his trailer Saturday night, we were greeted as old friends. At this point, we are.
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11 comments:
I have fond memories from my dad finding just the perfect tree every year, although in our little town, pickin's could be kinda slim some years. :)
Thank goodness you were able to find your Christmas tree farmer...looks like a beautiful tree!
Sadly we've resorted to a fake tree.
It was great when the boys were little and wild - we'd put it up the night before Christmas and take it down the next day - no ornaments were lost. They are missing out on something by not choosing one in the lot and they let me know it, but I have to admit I've gotten terribly spoiled by the convenience.
Amazing how beautiful that tree is. Being in Africa I feel the pine trees are just not us, so we always do slightly non-traditional trees.
I bet Lage tree-picking is a fun event.
Every year we go and get ours from Boy Scouts in a parking lot down the street...we feel like we're supporting a good cause. I'd love to go on a real hunt for a tree, but I'm such a wimp that we'd probably give up b/c I was too cold! As it was, I wanted to leave yesterday b/c it was windy and flurrying!!!
Congrats on your prized possession!
how exciting! we have yet to do a Live tree with the kids. I hope to one day..my hubby is stuck on the artificial tree. But growing up, we always had a live tree..usually got it from the Catholic church down the road.
That is indeed just about the most perfect tree I ever did see! We normally end up with a version of Charlie Brown's tree, with gaping holes or completely bald on top. It is amazing what you can cover up when you pile on every macaroni- construction paper- cinnamon dough- and glitter-covered styrofoam cup-ornament that has ever been made by your children. Mine are teenagers, so the ornaments are quite ratty, but that only adds to the gales of laughter each year when we decorate the tree! I love your story -- I'm imagining Scott to be in the spirit of Chevy Chase (Christmas Vacation) with his single-minded determination! Merry Christmas!
That is a beautiful tree! We were hoping to get ours this weekend but the rain never stopped pouring down and we're too wimpy to tramp through the lots in the rain.
oooh - gorgeous tree!! Glad you were able to find him again ... I know how difficult it is to find a good tree! (My Dad sounds a lot like your beloved.)
We used to go up cut our own trees from lots here in Washington. Our whole family had to agree before we cut it down. Sometimes it would take hours before we found the perfect tree. Generally we use a fake one now, but one day when the girls are a bit older we will have to go and cut our own tree again so they can have the experience too. Great looking tree!
My dad grew up on a tree farm (partial story coming later this week on the blog) and well, he is still the KING of finding the perfect tree. It is in his blood!
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