Growing up, we always went to cut down our Christmas tree. It was a big outing, complete on the best years with hot (burning hot!) cocoa and the scent of pines and firs. We always went the day after Thanksgiving. Finding the perfect tree was no easy task, but I was up for the challenge (as were my siblings).
For me, the perfect tree has always been almost perfectly conical. No holes for me, please! And also gigantic. If there was room between the tree and the ceiling — especially after the tree topper’s been added — there must be some mistake.
We had a tree when we could in college (me and my roommates). When I had my own apartment, I went and cut (not by myself) a tree. After getting married and seemingly always traveling over Christmas, we sometimes had smaller trees for practical reasons, but it has always been hard on me when we’ve gone that route. There’s just no substitute for a good tree! One year we didn’t have a tree at all, because our house was on the market and the realtor strongly recommended against it.
Three years ago we had 12-foot ceilings and we made the most of them with a gorgeous fir that nearly grazed the proverbial rafters.
I. Loved. It.
I was enraptured.
Since then, we moved to much smaller space, with more normal 8-foot ceilings.
This year, we have a 5-foot tree, a fir again, as has become our custom. It’s sitting on a box so as to be out of the little one’s reach. I’m pleased with our tree for probably the first year since that big one. Which might not seem like that long, but trust me, it is a long time when one’s tree sets the tone for the whole holiday season like it does for me.
It’s certainly not the perfect tree, and we didn’t go cut it ourselves (because no Christmas tree farms have fir trees within more than an hour of here), but it’s fitting.
What kind of tree do you have? What’s the most important aspect of your decorating when it comes to getting you in the Christmas spirit?
We have a mix of handmade (by us and by others) and not-handmade ornaments, a touch of a theme, but also many individual, personal ornaments. I’m not sure it tells a straightforward story, it does reflect who we are, I think.
Asa loves to just look at it, although he’ll gladly play with the ornaments too (all non-breakable).