Yesterday Kenny and decided to try to walk up for the mail. It was sixteen below, so I insisted he wear his snow pants and a scarf.
About halfway there he declared that he would be unable to continue because he was way too hot! I suggested that perhaps to make up for our reduced exercise time, we could fetch our Christmas tree instead – and he agreed!
We returned home, and while he removed his snow pants, I got out a tow rope and my pull saw.
|My assistant is ready to go!|
Once he was back outside, we strapped on our snowshoes and headed into the bush.
|The forest was beautiful and peaceful.|
We worked our way back to the spot where Mama had picked out the tree, and found that they looked remarkably different when covered in snow!
|Now which one of these did Mama say looked best?!|
I managed to cut it down and drag it to the trail, where I realized that it was probably a few feet too high, so I cut off a bit more from the base of the trunk, hooked it to the rope, and started dragging it home.
|All yoked up. You can sense the sincerity in my smile.|
This was a good workout! Let me assure you! My glasses were completely fogged by the time I got it back home. I removed a few more limbs from the base, and then ordered Kenny inside to handle the door.
It went through the door better than I expected, and immediately began to drip water everywhere. I didn’t have the tree stand ready, so Kenny steadied the tree while I assembled the bolts and tried to tighten them rapidly.
|Are you SURE you have it?|
We got it all set up, and then it tipped over. I righted it, and then added a string from one rafter to another, wrapped around the crown, to ensure that it remained upright.
|Well, it’s a step up from a Charlie Brown tree!|
Today we may try to start decorating! Exciting times!