Traditions build themselves but we only see them when we take time to look back at the passing years.
We once lived on some acreage where we used to find some kind of tree each year. Didn’t matter what kind so long as we liked it. One year we chose a pretty fir, set it up and decorated it. Next morning we came in to find thousands of tiny bugs that had hatched in the warm den. Lots of fun trying to herd them into a vacuum. That adventure is one that we treasure as one of our most unusual Christmases. Later we temporarily moved into square feet with 3 rooms and had to go artificial. It worked but it wasn’t anywhere near as much fun. On the other hand, that tree has been with us for over 20 years and is still a pleasure to decorate. It’s family.
Traditions build themselves but we only see them when we take time to look back at the passing years.
We once lived on some acreage where we used to find some kind of tree each year. Didn’t matter what kind so long as we liked it. One year we chose a pretty fir, set it up and decorated it. Next morning we came in to find thousands of tiny bugs that had hatched in the warm den. Lots of fun trying to herd them into a vacuum. That adventure is one that we treasure as one of our most unusual Christmases. Later we temporarily moved into square feet with 3 rooms and had to go artificial. It worked but it wasn’t anywhere near as much fun. On the other hand, that tree has been with us for over 20 years and is still a pleasure to decorate. It’s family.