We cut down a tree
I know we’re in a forest preserve and all that, and it’s against the NY constitution to harvest timber on public land, but we got ourselves a Christmas tree out in the forest (don’t try to turn me in, we had permission. Also, it’s not technically public land here). Wild trees are different from tree farm trees. More take-what-you-get, and also more awesomesauce.
The trunk is skinny, the branches are bendy. It’s also a spruce (a black spruce, I think), which isn’t a very usual kind of holiday tree. But we couldn’t find any balsam first that were the right size/symmetric-ness. Well, it’s a big forest, so I shouldn’t say we COULDN’T find them. It’s more that we didn’t look long enough (or far enough from the road) to find them. I like our little spruce; I wouldn’t trade it for a fir now.
We bought a handful more ornaments at the local craft fair this weekend, so it is looking better. Now I just need to finish up that pocorn garland, and maybe we need a star or something. I guess you’re supposed to have something up top there.