One of the traditions my family had growing up was going to a Christmas tree farm and cutting down our tree every year. Raised in Florida, my friends are always surprised that Florida even has Christmas tree farms... well, yes they do! And complete with hayrides, bonfires, s'mores, petting zoos, and a Christmas shop.
So as we and some new friends ventured south of Atlanta this year in search of our first tree as a married couple, I was anticipating a quaint experience, complete with lots of kiddos, hayrides, and apple cider as the website indicated.
Instead, we were the only customers in site, a dilapidated trailer with a few hay strands sat unused by the side, and they gave us a cart and saw to tote down the path to the tree farm. The adventure had begun, and after a little searching, we found our tree! Before leaving, we were given a stuffed animal to put on our tree, a $2 coupon off next year's tree, a cup of
|Cutting down our tree...|