The Perfect Tree
Every year for as many years
as I can recall, we trekked into
the Santa Cruz mountains
in search of the perfect
Christmas tree. This one?
too tall. That one? Missing
a branch in the front. Us kids
would wander and holler out
"How 'bout this one??"
We always knew whichever
tree we picked, with it all
decorated up... would anyone
ever notice if it WASN'T the perfect tree?? hehehe
There's nothing that says Christmas like the smell of a fresh pine.
"Is this the perfect tree?"
(Looks like it to me, Dad!)
One of the treats we might stop and get afterward would be ice cram cones from Marianne's. I especially remember them having double cones so you could have a scoop of your two best flavors...
mine would always be
mint chip and chocolate chip!
mmmmmmm yummy!
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