Pandemic Christmas Trees

When I found out that we wouldn’t be able to go to the forest to cut our Christmas trees like we traditionally do because the Christmas Tree Cut day was canceled, I wondered what we would do about obtaining a Christmas tree this year. But then, a few days later, my neighbor across the street called me on the telephone and said that she and her husband needed to cut down a few spruce trees in their yard that were shading their vegetable garden too much, and would I be interested in having one fo them for a Christmas tree. Of course we said yes! A couple of days later Dr. Peds sawed down a tree from their yard and he and our neighbor carried it across the street. It was much thicker and heavier than any of our forest trees, and when we put it up in the living room a couple of days later it was obviously the most thick and luscious tree we’ve ever had. Best of all, even though it is thick and lush, it also has an irregular, genuine quality about it. It looks gorgeous. My only regret is that I accidentally decked it with the blue crocheted garland rather than the red, which would have looked even better.

This tree does have the disposition of a cactus. It is the most prickly thing I have ever come across. Even the cat leaves it alone. That’s fine though. It kind of makes me giggle. It’s the perfect pandemic tree, because who doesn’t feel a little prickly from time to time this year?

The family room looked so lonely without a tree like we normally have, so I made the executive decision to get a small real tree at the farmer’s market for this room as well. I was hoping for a delicate, spindly kind of tree that was small enough to put on the activity table, but the selection of small trees was, well, small. And I couldn’t find any really spindly trees because apparently most people that go shopping for trees don’t gravitate toward the delicate spindly ones. So I ended up with a thick, medium short tree that we decorated after the new tile was installed. It’s cute. It’s also oddly proportional, and trimmed so perfectly that it actually looks fake to me even though it’s real! I call it my fake-real tree! I have learned that I definitely prefer irregular trees! They feel more genuine. Luckily, this tree is as soft as butter and smells divine.