The Southern Gent and I went to North Carolina for Thanksgiving. While we were there, we got our Christmas tree.
His grandparents own a Christmas tree farm near Cashiers, NC and so we are fortunate enough to be able to go out on our own with family and pick out our tree.
First, we surveyed the territory – so did the dogs and The Southern Gent’s niece.
Then we dove into the midst. Or maybe we were just (trying) to follow the dogs.
I found the tree that called to me – mostly because it is skinny and has a funny spot in the back that will make it fit well in the corner where it will reside for the next 30 plus days.
Then, the guys came over with a chainsaw and the Southern Gent and his brother brought it down.
Into the Kaboda it went.
Next stop, the tree bailer.
After it was nicely bundled in bailing twine, we brought it home and it is now sitting on the back porch in its stand waiting to be brought in this week so that we can decorate it. I will share a picture when it is adorned with festive goodness.
I hope y’all are enjoying this most wonderful time of the year!