I love this time of year. I love to sing “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel.” I love to deck the halls. I love to hang up our outdoor lights (which I did at 7 AM yesterday after “running” at the Wilson track in 30-degree weather). I especially love to get our tree.
We had an opportunity to purchase one from Tree Salesperson Quinland this year, as she was selling trees for Wilson Drama, but we love our Century Farm tradition (as modeled above by tiny Quinland and her adorable friend Maude) far too much to give it up for even one year. The Drama department will have to be satisfied with selling me some swags instead… but if you are in need of a tree and have no tree-lot tradition to maintain, head down to A-Boy on Barbur and pick one up. The sap that Quinland was covered in on Saturday attests to their freshness!