The Tree Hunt...Don't Have to Go Far in Maine
We found our perfect tree...but not at the same farm we went to last year, because when we showed up at the farm this year, neither the farmer nor his wife were there. And we couldn't find a cash box or saws, so we left. We traveled on down the trail a bit until we saw some homemade signs for another tree farm, then followed them. When we got there, the kids were so excited about bringing home the perfect tree, but between the bewilderingly loud buzz and the sad stump that was left, I'm not sure they didn't regret cutting down that tree for a minute or two. They were kinda forlorn, really. We had to have a moment of silence for the tree. Then we got it all tied up and gave it a home.
This is what we saw: