One of my favorite parts of living in the midst of a National Forest is that everything feels a little kludgy, a little pioneer-y. We buy things from town (Denver) on rare occasions. We run into BV a little more frequently. But mainly, we figure out how to patch stuff together up here. Christmas trees are one of the more fun versions of this. The bit tree in our dining room (15ft) ends up being an adventure which requires lots of hands.
We all trundled over to the tree Caleb picked by the river. The guys had already cut the tree, but it was poorly angled and downhill from the truck, so we all squeezed between the branches to haul it out. It was a sharp tree and our legs got all bloody from the pine needles poking through.
We finally managed to haul the thing onto the trailer. We girls squeezed into the cab (Katherine did an admirable job of managing the trailer, driving stick, navigating the ice, and manipulating the snow plow simultaneously). The guys rode in the bed and held the tree the whole way back. Pictured, Carson crushed under the giant thing.
It took us an hour to get it inside the lodge and standing upright. Our original cut still had the tree at 25 feet, so we did lots of subsequent cuts, which was great because the majority of our other decorations are fresh pine boughs strewn about (in what I hope is an artistic way!)
I’ve been loving preparing for Christmas now that the decorating is done. I’ve been writing notes to the soon-to-arrive Christmas guests, coordinating programs, and getting last minute laundry done. I feel like I’m getting ready to welcome old family friends into my home. 🙂
As a plus, several of my favorite people in the whole world will be in Colorado over the next month and I am STOKED to see them all!!
xoxo
Ceci
Cecilia Joy 