We don't need no stinkin' Starbucks. Nate and I had a self-portrait session while waiting in the truck.
All geared up and ready to go.
It's cold, it's foggy, but we are warm.
How does this one look guys?
Ah ha, the perfect one is found.
Grandma found hers one handed.
The hay ride to where you actually can cut your own tree; we cheat and look for a perfect one cut earlier in the morning. This farm has so many perfectly formed Nobles, it's no problem.
This one speaks for itself.It's tree day. We went to our favorite tree farm, Furrow Farms, to hunt the perfect Christmas tree. We found the perfect 7 foot noble in no time, as did Grandma. A short hay ride and a candy cane and we were on our way. We've cheated the past couple of years and took a tree that they have cut and brought to the front of the farm, rather than traipsing the land looking. Much easier and lower maintenance for the rowdies.
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