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The weekend after Thanksgiving, hubby and I and one of my girlfriends/coworkers met up with some of our long time friends (and no I did not get a group shot, boo!) for the annual trek into the middle of nowhere to find the perfect Christmas tree.  It was pretty chilly that day so we grabbed some hot beverages from starbucks and drove way out of town, many miles west of Sisters.  We turned off a little side road, parked and started our adventure.  It was a bit overcast that day but we were still able to see Mt. Washington in the distance.

The tree we ended up picking was a very tall Noble, like twelve feet tall!  We have a vaulted ceiling in the family room but we wanted the tree by the front windows so we had to cut the bottom a bit once we got it home.  I'll share a Christmas home tour soon so you can see the tree all decorated.

I almost used the above photo for our Christmas photos but we ended up not sending any out this year.  Photo credit to Rachelle.

After we all cut and loaded our trees, we departed from the group and the three of us drove to Three Creeks Brewery for some lunch.  Looks like a ton of other people had the same idea.  Behind the camera were even more vehicles with their trees tied to the racks.  I think we counted like fifteen of them.  Photo credit to Rachelle.

We had a great time and I'm enjoying implementing the few traditions hubby had years before he met me.

What are your Christmas tree traditions?  Do you pick one out at a tree lot, do you go into the woods and cut one down, or do you put up a fake tree?


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