Afterward, as a snowstorm rolled in quickly, we wandered through a Christmas tree lot. The pine scent was heavenly, as we wandered through the various heights and shapes. The thing I love about real pine trees is most of their needles are soft and smooth. Not prickly, the way our fake tree is. If I didn't have cats that love climbing real trees, we'd have opted for a tall and narrow blue spruce, to fit our small living room.
I plan to wander through more of these lots when I get a chance. I love slow December weekends, don't you?