Every Christmas the park lot of St.Louisans’ favorite frozen custard stand becomes a pine-scented forest. At this time of the year, the lines at Ted Drewes are longer to buy a tree than a chocolate concretes. Saturday evening, I joined my daughter, Robin, and her husband in selecting their Christmas tree: a nicely proportioned, ten-foot Scotch pine.
Over the years, tree selection and retrieval has been a family ritual. It’s a task make easier when it’s “love at first sight,” preferably by all those who hold strong opinion about what qualifies as a proper tree.
When we lived on the farm, we had our own wooded area and a lot of scruffy pines from which to choose. They were not as full-bodied as commercial trees, but it was fun tromping through the woods with an ax in hand to chop a home grown variety. After your hands and feet got cold, the decision was a lot easier to make.
At Ted Drewes woodland park lot, the process has been far more sanitized. A nice young man handled the tree, ran it through the mechanical trunk trimmer to make the base more shapely, hoisted it onto the car, tied it securely, and we were on our way. No matter where I do my Christmas tree hunting—on a park lot or a farm lot—it always brings back fond memories.
I like your hat, & think you look great in it!! Looks like a fun Christmas tree hunt!