christmas tree expedition and the fourth sunday of advent

we headed to connecticut at 10:30 this morning to get our christmas tree.

it was incredibly wet and snowy at the tree farm . . and cold!

we asked directions to the concolor fir section and i was surprised by the many firs when we found it. we have been directed there in the past, but we never went far enough. this year we did.

it was so cold with the snow coming down (i already wrote that, didn't i!)  and so icy. the roadway we had to take to the right section was slippery and i ended up wiping out. my toes were numb, my fingers were numb and i could barely see with my eyeglasses all wet.

there was the usual ages long process narrowing down the tree choices, but finally the decision was made and chanda cut it down . . rather quickly. i was surprised how fast it sawed through. i think the concolor firs have a little softer wood than the past trees we've picked out.

(this was the road i slipped on.)

we were all very wet, cold and hungry, so we persevered and had our picnic by the warm fire. (salami sandwiches on homemade sour dough bread with tea and french chocolates.)

one of the oxen, either dan or jake.

 

here are the palisades of new jersey in the distance, rising out of the hudson river.

and the george washington bridge . . 

the fourth light of advent is the light of you and i,

the light of love and thought, to give and understand.