Every year we venture into neatly lined rows of Christmas trees. This year we decide to head for Christmas Mountain, which is located in the hills right behind downtown Portland, Oregon. Right near Beaverton you drive down Corneliuss Pass Road toward Highway 30 and turn on Skyline Road. Up on Christmas Mountain there are many farms that sell trees. Everything form private sellers to farms looking for familiy’s like ours.
This year we decided to spring for the more expensive and much better Noble Fir. 
We found our tree just as the sun started to go down. It was cold, like every year. We yelled out “this is it!” to 15 trees before deciding on the perfect one. That’s probably why I title our Christmas Tree posts every year “The Great Christmas Tree Hunt”. Because every year we hunt for our tree and together we take it home and lovingly decorate it. It’s not perfect but it is ours.
When the tree goes down everyone yells “TIMBER”. The jolly Chrismas tree man smiles at us from his post near the parking lot.
We carry our tree home in classic American Christmas style.
For hours we happily dance around trimming its many branches. The house fills with joy and you can feel Christmas is near!
How fun! I have never gone tree hunting and chopped my own tree down. Actually I think I have only had a real Christmas tree once, I’ve just always put up an artificial tree.
such a good tradition
How wonderful that you get to cut down your own tree! We get a real tree every year too, from a farmer’s market near our house. Because it’s so dry here in the winter, we wait until the first full weekend of December, so the tree lasts until after New Year’s!