Saturday, December 8th 2018
What a beauty we found at Wolf Hill Farm today.
I really don’t feel great about sawing down a tree. But such is our savage tradition and I go with it:
Cousin Olivia arrives just in time to help us stand it up.
Dear Hubsand sees to it that our tree is proportional for him.
I cannot get the star on top, not even on a tall stool, on my tippy toes with a “grabber.”
DH to the rescue