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This was one of the heartbreaking changes to our Christmas traditions. For the last 9 years, we have always headed to Helvetia tree farm, just minutes from our house in Hillsboro, Oregon to cut down our very own FRESH noble fir. As we looked around at the pickin's in Utah we just couldn't bear to pay good money for the pathetic real trees that had probably been cut down in Idaho or Oregon a month before. There are tree farms out here, but they are far away and would require a day trip, which we didn't have time for. So this year we went fake. It was such an event for the girls that they mentioned it in all their Christmas cards to friends. "We got a FAKE tree!" It really was not the same walking through the pre-lit tree forest in Tai Pan, but it wasn't too bad either.
We just told the friendly 'tree lot' salesman which one he liked and we didn't even have to pull out a saw. He pulled out his magic radio and told a guy to bring the brand and size we wanted up to the front.
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We didn't have to carry it back to the car - it came in a box and the nice warehouse guy helped us get it IN the car - rather than tying it on top.
I will miss our nostalgic tree farm trips so much, but I won't miss . . .
Needles on the carpet . . .
Watering the tree . . .
Bugs . . . (one year we had a spider nest hatch - it was delightful)
Putting the lights on the tree!
I will miss our colored lights - it is hard to find a pretty fake tree with colored lights - but I loved not putting on the lights this year.
Maybe fake isn't so bad.
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