Our normal Thanksgiving travel means we would have cut down our tree last weekend, but we were in Boston. Today we loaded the boys up and drove to our favorite christmas tree farm – which thankfully sends a postcard every year reminding us of their address. Because we are normally a little before the “rush” the owners are never running the tractor/wagon, but today they were! We didn’t actually want a tree from the back fields, but we took a ride just because it made the boys happy.
