Sunday morning, bright and early (before noon, anyway) we piled into our trusty Odyssey and went out in search of our perfect Christmas tree. We were hardly there five minutes when we saw this one, held it up, turned it 'round, and agreed: This one! I even managed to get a picture of our four, all together. They really are quite obliging. And tall.
Oh, time and memories, and the scent of evergreen. I am so glad for these days, and the memories of Christmases gone by.