There isn't a year I can remember that we haven't cut down our own Christmas tree. It's a tradition that I treasure and look forward to every year. We always get bagels before we head up to the mountains, and we always get a pictures with both Santa and Smokey the Bear before we leave. Sometimes there's snow and we're bundled up in coats and boots and gloves, other years we have jackets and hiking boots. This year it was warmer than I think I remember it ever being, but it was still wonderful and we got one of the most beautiful trees we've had.
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