First,my Internet is not working properly, i can't get into my email account.
For the Christmas tree; We found a beauty!
I would like to post a picture, but somehow i can't. Things are not working right.
This morning Don offered to go get a tree. I don't know what's with that man, these days, but he seem to want to spent time with me. I know we are married, we do sleep together, but that is kind of the extent of our relationship :).
Anyway we have a beautiful day in the woods, all the daylight hours. First we drive(no walking long distances with Don) to the meadow which i now call christmas valley. We locate several possible trees and keep on driving, there is still little snow on the ground(a few inches) and the ground frozen, so really you can drive anywhere, not with the black car i have to add, but with the orange van, which is a little higher of the ground. It being higher, we do have to cut two trees which do hang over the bushroad to low. This is an atv or skidoo trail. At the end of Christmas valley, we turn in a bushroad which leads to the Mendenhall meadows on the South end of the 911-pond. We are looking for sign of bison. Earlier we see two sparring young male elk! As it has been snowing the last few days(very fine snow, nothing that makes much of a difference in amount on the ground)all animal tracks we see could be either elk, horses or bison. We roam the meadows that are a maze, For you Technobabe :) i will compare it to -several strings of pearls- along the mendenhall river. We even do end up by the river, having to walk the last part. We actually do walk several times to explore where the van won't go.
The clouds are breaking up into, again, 'pearls', and the sun is trying to break through, in the distance sunlit mountains appear in a haze. Don stories are like strings of pearls too :) flowing from one to another, some of them totally contradicting the ones before. And i just listen, which used to be hard for me, but in a marriage you sometimes gotta give a bit. (being a blogger helps, being able to rattle on, no one interrupting)
A trip like this really doesn't really have a goal and eventually we end up in Christmas valley again.
Ahhh to cut the tree. We take a closer look to the ones we picked before as possible candidates. The first one has to many rusty needles, several are a bunch of trees rather than having one stem. Some proof to be having holes. Ahhh there it is, only 5 metres off the trail. Don with his axe and i doing the rest with my handsaw. We can even work as a team! And the trees fits in the van, no laborious hauling or tying down of the tree. Most years i have gotten a tree closer to home and mostly without moterized vehicle. This is easy! And on the highway we pick up a meal; A grouse still warm, having been hit by a car. We will eat it, just not today.
Thanks Mother of the Great Forest, to give us your beautiful tree.