So we broke down and got a real Christmas tree. It would be a crime to live in this part of the land and not go cut down your very own a tree. So we did.
It was the cutest little tree farm, complete with its own gift shop on site, and a raging fire in the fire place. It was so incredibly cozy, I didn't want to leave.
We decided on a Canaan. Some may call its branches sparse. But I believe the space between the branches allows for an ornament to hang ever so perfectly.
Story wanted to pull the tree carrier. She did. She is a strong girl. Pippa is in the car seat, as always. Those two are going to be so different in their body types. Pippa is so mini compared to Story at the same age.
Captured this truck hauling trees right next to the farm. I thought it was a cool shot.