Hunting for Trees

A couple of weeks ago, Brad, Jessica, and Beth (who was visiting B&J from Wisco) drove up to B-ham, and we ventured to Pete Pederson's Tree Farm where the enthusiastic can "cut their own." And enthusiastic we were, tromping through the mud, cider in tow, in search of the perfect tree. Brad and Jessica were lucky enough to get their tree before the snow came. I, however, held out, thinking I'd wait for Mike (who I later found had absolutely no interest in picking out a tree... Pete Pederson's wouldn't have been the place for him, I guess). I picked our tree out the other day and had to brush the snow off afterall. Oh well. It looks nice. We'll get pics of ours up later. For now, here's what Pete P's was like...

Thanks for the photos, by the way, Jessica. I'm sure you'll notice I stole them from you, as mine did not turn out.

TIM-M-M-MBER!!!