Photos: November 30, 2008We have been on vacation since Thanksgiving. It's another one of those "stay-cations" that you hear more and more about. Even though we didn't have any grand plans for our vacation we tried to get out of the house and go do stuff to keep things interesting.
Last sunday we went w/ a group of 35 people to cut Christmas trees. We drove up out of Sisters past Camp Sherman a ways and found a spot wide enough to park our convoy of 7 vehicles before setting out on foot in search of the Perfect Christmas Tree. A few minutes before we turned off the main highway Jonas drifted off to sleep (above) and took a little power nap before embarking on our adventure.
Jonas followed Tony around for several hours all the while asking "Is this the perfect tree Dad?" as he points at every stubby, deformed or burned pine tree we passed.
Here's a shot of just part of our huge entourage for the tree hunting expedition.
As dusk was nearing, Tony finally spotted what seemed like the Perfect Tree and got busy sawing that puppy down. After getting it home we realized that it was not, in fact, the Perfect Tree but I'm beginning to believe that perhaps the Perfect Tree is just a myth and that we will just have to be content with this strangely-shaped-too-tall-too-widely-spaced-branch tree. Tony hacked a couple feet off the bottom and another foot off the top and we drug it into the house and plunked it in the stand. Perfect enough for us.
We did find the Perfect Boy out in the forest. Ok, maybe not Perfect, but he's the Perfect Boy for us.
2 comments:
sweet!
and we're really glad that T wore orange..ya know...so the hunters would see him and not mistake him for wild game.
Tony *is* pretty wild like wild game...we didn't want to take any chances.
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