tree hunt: (november)

2009 was the first year i had ever, in my entire life (!!), gone to get a christmas tree the day after thanksgiving! growing up, my dad would insist we wait till (what felt like) the very last minute to get our tree. and then, because we lived in fire-prone southern california, the tree would be banished to the back porch where it would sit in a bucket of water for at least a week before being allowed it's short exhibition in the house as our living room focal point. this year, our very first year, in our very first home.. and the first time we've ever hosted christmas for my parents, it would be different! we headed out to the mountains with friends, found the perfect specimen and cut it fresh from the farm. it was enjoyed all month long. :) new tradition? perhaps! ;)