Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Love a Tree
A few years ago our neighbor told us that he had a family property in Wisconsin that he'd managed to keep in agricultural use - growing Christmas trees. He's what my friend David calls a "weekend warrior" - he runs the farm absentee-style, doing everything during periodic visits. In his case, that involves week-long trips at various times of the year, culminating with a two-week trip around Thanksgiving when the trees are harvested and distributed to his various local retail outlets out yonder.
Except that as a favor he brings back about a dozen for the neighbors here on our street. I figure that this small reserve actually pays for the road trip back and forth, which I have to admit I admire. As often as not, at this time of year, his trip is made that much more difficult by early winter storms.
So as I mentioned, we weren't getting a tree. When our neighbor came calling for tree orders, we declined. When he got back, he found that he had an extra...and he offered us another chance. Beset by second thoughts, we made room for it - an 8.5 footer, which is esconced in the dining room. It's shown here behind the dining room table, set for Mary's annual holiday tea for her Wellesley alumni friends.
Yep, we are sure enjoying it.