Our Balls Are Red

Oh, the prices outside are frightful. But the tree we found, delightful. Courtesy of Oregon Family Christmas Trees, a Douglas Fir was delivered to our doorstep at 11PM last night. It’s been decorated with mini-lights, but we can’t hang our balls on it until hooks have been acquired. Maybe today, after a short trip to the Alice-in-Wonderland Fry’s?

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