Ah the pleasures of a natural tree. This year we followed tradition and bought ours at the same lot on Camp Horne road as previous years. They even held prices. Twenty-seven dollars buys any tree.
As you can see this one has all the characteristic asymmetrical charm of a live tree. It even has an abandoned bird's nest in it.
But as always there is the challenge of keeping the tree up. Two years ago we bought yet another tree stand. It is a great idea. The tree goes into a gimbal-like mount that fits into a stand at any angle.
Once you have the tree right, simply lock the mount into the base and there you have it.
There's only one thing they got wrong- securing the tree into the mount. Here they use four old-fashioned bolts that have a lot of play in them. As a result the mount is secure in the base, but the tree shifts in the mount and veers menacingly.
This year it happened within the first 24 hours and we got it fixed fairly well. Last year it happened when Santa came to the circle. I watched the tree as it toddled to the side. So I left the crowd and came in right away. As Bobbie came in the door she asked what happened to me and finding me on the floor with my head under the tree, had her answer in a glance.
Perhaps the tree falling over is now a Christmas tradition as well.
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