Tradition states that cheese and crackers, smoked salmon and pickles must be eaten near a stream if one is to have any luck finding the perfect tree. Hot apple cider to wash it all down is just a little extra insurance. Apparently Audrey knew just how to lay it all out seeing as the perfect tree did in fact make it into our pick-up and will soon be gracing the bay window in our living room. Actually, we don't believe in luck, we believe in divine providence. And just in case we should be misunderstood, the girls left a memorial stone in the spot where we were blessed with our forest gift.
Tomorrow we hope to bedeck this tree with colored lights (last year we did white, much to Audrey's chagrin, and promised her that the next tree would have colored), gingerbread, dried orange slices, strung popcorn and cranberries and... uh oh. This tree is sounding a bit too tasty for the animals to resist!
Erin picked a tree for her bedroom too. She will use the white lights and would like to use my antique glass ornament collection. Uhmmm. So, somebody remind me why dogs and cats are a good idea...