Christmas Tree

Alright, so remember the picture of our HUGE tree?  Not sure the picture does it justice...it really was half the width of our den.  The reason we got such a large tree...

Josh has been carpooling with a co-worker (since it is a long drive...about 1.25 hours) and he is a Louisvillian and gives Josh all sorts of advice on restaurants, local attractions, and the like.  He suggested we go to Huber's Farm in Indiana to get our Christmas tree.  We love a tree adventure (see here) so one beautiful Saturday we loaded up and went across the river to Indiana.

I promise even though the sign says orchard & winery they did have trees (and also ice cream...we sampled some).

Riding in the back of the truck to the tree fields.

 

 In previous tree gettin' adventures we have paid by the height of the tree.  Not so at Huber's.  You pay by the tree type.  We set out looking for the perfect Blue Spruce (since there were no Frasier Firs).

After much looking we abandoned the Blue Spruce in favor of a Norwegian Fir.  At this point my dearly beloved got to thinking...if we were going to pay the same price no matter what size Norwegian Fir we got then it would be a better deal to get the biggest one possible.  

Now, in the tree field all the trees look smaller than when they are in your house.  Josh sawed down our chosen tree - with some supervision from Sam & Troy - and we took it home.  After taking the tree inside and snipping the wrap Josh had a Clark Griswald moment - little full, lots of sap.  

We did enjoy our tree but next year I'm thinking I get to select!