I think two years officially marks a tradition...so tradition it is as the Howell’s & Reinholdts joined forces hunting Christmas trees last Saturday. The weather couldn’t have been more seasonal with a fresh coating of powder sitting on the 18” or so already on the ground. Gareth quickly spotted a tree and decided that cleaning more than one tree of mounds of snow was more work than was necessary. With that much snow who can tell a good tree from a passable one anyhow? The Howells were back in the car within a reasonable window, a half hour I would guess. Tradition dictated that the Reinholdts inspect all tree fields for a respectable tree. A new house meant our first Christmas tree had to fill it completely. After close to an hour tramping through the snow, Sig & Eric joined Laura & Henning near a 9’ Balsam begging for a ride to Mount Desert. Sig summed the family mood up best by continuously wailing in deep snow while Henning & Eric went about felling the tree. Soon all was well and we were drinking hot cocoa and other things by a warm fire.
Merry Christmas to all our family & friends, our love and best wishes for a happy and healthy New Year. We hope to see you soon.
Sig speaks for us all after an hour in the cold
Henning & Eric looking for the bottom of the tree
It doesn't get any better than this, we didn't tell him we still had to haul it to the car, tie it on, pay for it, and then drive an hour home. 
Snow angel...yeah right.
Meghan, Laura & Sig
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