Off we were on Saturday looking for our Christmas Tree. We arrived at Race Point on a very cold afternoon, with a sleepy girl in tow. We rambled through the woods us Hopkins 3(+) trying to find the very best tree. Not one of the stinky conifers, not a spindly one, not one that's too tall, nor too short. We were looking for the very best tree to fit into our home at 3 Brighton.
And then we saw her, in the middle of a clearing, all by her lonesome, fairly small, very full, round and lush Christmas Tree. She had the perfect point for a star and plenty of branches for our little girl to decorate. Perfectly manageable for our little hands to carry back to our little car.
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