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November 27, 2009

If we can’t actually own a farm right now, the next best thing is visiting one each year to hunt down the perfect Christmas tree. Along the way, we eat some genuine Elgin sausage, roast a few marshmallows, sing Christmas songs, feed the goats, play tetherball, and ride the old, rusty tractor. It’s tradition, and our favorite way to kick off Christmas.

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5 Comments
  1. Sheralie permalink
    November 28, 2009 7:48 am

    You are looking lovelier than ever, my dear. And I love the photos since it is illegal here to cute down a pine tree 🙂

  2. Carla Nichols permalink
    November 28, 2009 7:37 pm

    Love your pictures. Where’s Grandma?

  3. November 28, 2009 10:20 pm

    Sheralie–What a tragedy! I wish we could send you one.

    Carla–She wouldn’t let me post any!

  4. November 28, 2009 11:08 pm

    Oh that looks and sounds like so much fun. I wish i was there. Ah… sad day. However, i think its kind of funny that you ahve to go to a farm and cut a tree down, when we can just go in our back yard. Its great to live in Oregon…hint hint. MOVE UP HERE!!! 🙂 Cute headband by the way!

  5. Vivienne permalink
    November 29, 2009 2:56 pm

    I think that is a great tradition! I need to think of something that adventurous for my kids 🙂

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