The price of a natural, fresh cut or cut-your-own Christmas tree grew out of bounds. So my spouse and I decided that we’d try something else. A local greenhouse/ garden center had an end-of-season sale on trees, and we bought a three-foot-tall Alberta spruce for much less than a fresh-cut Christmas tree.
The little spruce came home with us. We carefully dug a hole for it and plunged it into the ground. It’s been carefully mulched around with hay to protect it from drying winds. We’ll move the mulch aside early next week and bring it in for a two-week visitation. After which, it will return to its hole and be carefully mulched again.
It’s feet shorter than our usual trees have been. And the boxes of ornaments will have to be culled for the most favorite. One thought we’ve had is long holiday swags over the doorways with the other decorations. So instead of the usual large train around the base, there will be a tiny wind-up circle.
It’s still Christmas; the feeling hasn’t changed, but the details – like everything else in life changes. Well, let’s not sweat the details.