The Ramsay Christmas Tree ...

The Ramsay Christmas Tree - 2013
A family tradition we've enjoyed the past 32 years is decorating a live tree for Christmas.   If the family's schedule was especially hectic or kids were sick, we purchased pre-cut trees.  Other years, we braved the challenges of cutting our own tree with kids in tow.  Oh what fond and funny memories have been made over the years!

This year, two of our grandkids joined Papaw and Nana for a road trip to Booth's Christmas Tree Farm in Orland, IN to select and cut a tree.
Horse drawn wagons carried us to various fields of pine trees planted by size and species on the Booth Farm.

Papaw,     Haylee-age 11,     Nana,     Kayne-age 9      Enjoying the wagon ride.

We were dropped off at the 9 foot Scotch Pine section to begin our search.   We learned that pine trees typically grow one foot per year.  This section of trees was planted about eight years ago and is the first year for cutting in this field.  So we had many to choose from!
 

Found one we liked!  Papaw and Kayne are cutting it down.
   
Dragging the tree to the wagon stop. 
 

Here they come to drop off more visitors and pick us up along with our tree. 
 

 Riding back to the farm entrance to pay for our tree.
 

Trees are shook like crazy in a machine to remove dead pine needles and critters.  The trunk is drilled to help absorb water and the tree is bundle wrapped in nylon rope for transporting home. 
 
Ramsay Christmas Tree 2013
  
 
 ~ In this house we do second chances ... we do grace ... we do mistakes ... we do real ... we do I'm sorry's ... we do loud and fun really well ... we do hugs ... we do love ... we do family.
 
 
 

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