Tree. Check.
December 5, 2011
Our tree.
Peter (tree hugger, pictured) is keeping it from falling, while Jim (tree wrangler, unpictured) is on his back on the floor awkwardly guiding the trunk into the stand and adjusting the fittings.
Pro tip: Net your tree. Makes it a lot easier to handle when hauling it from lot to car to porch to living room to stand. So tidy.
Plus it’s fun, once it’s in and set, to clip the netting and have the tree unfurl. (The first thing that came to mind when we did this was my full-figured grandmother and her girdle and, well, it was something. Those 60s.)
So, here is our tree, unbound. It’s half decorated because I ran out of steam. (Jim, on the other hand, who did most of what you see here, did not run out of steam at all. He was a champ. Thanks Jim.) But who knows… in an act of seasonal disobedience, I may just leave it as it is. (I mean really, there are a lot of ornaments to unpack! And I think it looks fine. As is.)
(Seasonal disobedience. I’m liking that.)
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