This past weekend, we drove up towards the Feldberg Mountain. Our usual vendor was closed, but there is always another one to choose from.

I’m not picky about which tree to choose, but my husband is. I usually say yes to each one he picks up, as long as it isn’t so tall. Over the years, he has come down in size (the tree, that is), and our tree this year is ‘only’ 180-210cm (5’9″ – 6’9″) in height.

The sign in the hut says, ‘Who cut one?’ indicating tree theft. We did not mention its other meaning in American slang. đ

The vendor lady first approached me to offer assistance, but I pointed to my husband right away as the sole buyer.
Soon after, she was me telling about family feuds, tears, arguments, screaming, and whatever else might happen when families try to decide on a tree. She said, she had seen it all.
Here we are walking away with our 2020 Christmas tree.

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