We are a little late this year due to the fireplace being replaced and causing a chaos in the living room, not to mention a shed load of dust. But I still feel we are early enough!
That said, today was the day, and my daughter and I went and picked a glorious one. Nice and tall and beautifully green. It was a lovely day and loading it into the car and then putting it up at home was a breeze.
It did remind me of the Christmas tree we bought a few years ago in Montreal.
Like many people, we drove out to Quinn's farm, where following a ride on a tractor, you were let loose on their land to roam through the rows and rows of trees to pick your own. You would then chop it down yourself (or get a rather handsome young man to do it for you) and it would be brought back for you ready to put into your car back at the farm.
Sounds easy enough.
The first year we did this, I have to admit that we didn't really think about it. We just took it home and put it up in the living room. Just like we did today.
However there is a slight difference in the process.
The tree was standing in the field. A snowy field. And the tree was full of snow. When we got home we put it straight up and began decorating. What we missed, which sounds so obvious now, was the fact that although the snow had melted, the tree was soaking wet.
Over night, the tree decided to leak all over our living room floor. The floor was drowned.
Canadians were quick to point out that you always leave your tree in the garage for 24 hours before bringing into the house.
Well today that experience was very different, it was sunny and warm. I did miss the snow and the Canadian winter, but hey my tree looked great within a few hours and the floor is still dry!
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