Tree Killer14 Dec 2002
I was hoping to have been able to tell the entire story of harvesting a Christmas tree from our front yard, but alas, our tree stand is too small, so we'll have to wait until Monday to bring the tree inside.
When we first moved out of the city, Mama used to always bring a small shovel along on our bike rides to "liberate" baby pine trees from the paths at the nearby nature reserve, where they would have been tramped to death by tourists, to be planted in our garden. This tree is the last of those liberated trees. It must be about 8 years old.