Longball has a friend who owns 30ish acres in the North Idaho woods where her and her husband are building a house. Last Christmas she said we could go out there and cut down some trees for our Christmas tree.
She doesn’t own a tree farm, we just got to go to the woods. And cut down a tree.
Being in the woods in the snow was breathtakingly beautiful. Longball’s father came with us and the three of us walked around admiring the trees, sometimes in silence and sometimes loud and giddy from the crisp air and sunlight.
Living in an urban area my whole life, I never got a chance to wander around without trails and fellow hikers.
At one point we lost LB’s father. So we tracked him.
We found him.
Finally get found our little fir, Longball’s father found one and we dragged them through the snow, across the draw and back to our truck.
I get to be much closer to nature here and participate in days I never could dream of.
Fun and odd outdoor day trips: I will always remember that day. Someday I may have to get my tree from a lame tree stand and I will remember how much more meaningful it is to see a tree in the woods. Maybe someday I might live somewhere where there is no snow and I will definitely miss the snow. I will not take winters or the outdoors here for granted.
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These are so much fun… You are very wise for documenting all of these activities… the memories will be priceless when you are as old as me…
We used to take the boys Christmas tree hunting, thanks for bringing back some nice memories. Now they have to have fake tree’s as it would cost to much to have a real one in Texas. The girls wanted to see a snowball this last summer. We will have to see what we can do this winter to insure that wish. But on a real bright note I had no trouble dinking cold ones in the kids back yard with the sun shineing and in the 70’s last Christmas. I think it is who you are with that counts most! Love your blogs, keep em coming and tell Shane hi.