On the Sunday after Thanksgiving, we drove to Washington, Missouri to cut down our own tree. The farm reminded us of OUR farm.
We met the owner, a 60-ish, kind, nice-looking, previously-weekends-only, gimme-cap-wearing farmer who also harvests pecans from his land. I know. You're thinking, "I know someone who resembles that man!"
After a short tractor ride into the fields...
We began our hunt.
Found it!
And conquered it with a few easy saw strokes.
Finished the outing with hot apple cider. Yummy!