we woke to an apt winter solstice morning with a light coating of ice and snow and 20 degree weather and decided that it would be a good day to pick out our christmas tree, since tomorrow would be even colder. morgan and i first visited the green market for eggs, kale and spinach (where we ran into kendall and aurélien) and then we were on our way to connecticut.
it was very cold and the first thing chanda did was purchase a hot cup of coffee from the tree farm's little treat stand.
meanwhile, i took what seemed like several hundred photos of dan and jake, the maple row farm oxen who took turns mooing at me.
chanda running up the hill . . it feels wonderful to be out in the cold, fresh air.
brrr . .
we did a lot of traipsing about the tree farm before settling on what i think is a douglas fir. also, it was so cold that i couldn't take half as many photos as i usually do. my fingers were freezing on the camera.
i think they let harley have the honor of sawing it this year.
and then, as chanda said, with great ceremony you carry it to the twine station to be tied up for the car ride home, eschewing help from the flat bed truck that could haul it back for you. (the truck did pass us, driven by our friend who we see every year when picking out a tree - since 2009.)
(i'm just noticing now that chanda has a hole in her pants, and i don't think she's wearing any long johns . . insert emoji with my wide flabbergasted eyes here).
standing around the fire eating our sandwiches. it was too cold to sit on the benches. one needed to be right up in the smoke. we had made salami with butter on baguette (chanda, morgan and i), turkey with mayo and swiss cheese on challah bread (greg) and chedder cheese on challah for harley. we also had hot chocolate (which wasn't really hot - we no longer seem to have a proper thermos) and biscotti.
the wonderful fire . .
(korrina was holding down the fort at work.)
surprisingly, there was a lot of traffic this year (everyone doing last minute shopping?) and we didn't arrive home until dark. fortunately, there was a parking spot in front of the apartment and it was easily hauled upstairs with everyone's help.
(morgan is laughing at the antics of the cats who were playing with twine that was wrapped around the chair.)
perfetto!
morgan did the ironing in seemingly seconds - what surely would have taken me an hour to do.
so wonderful!
putting on the strands of lights while the cats ran around . .
after a dinner of leftover ravioli and black bean soup, we were truly exhausted and happily fell into bed.
happy winter solstice!