Days Like This: O Christmas Tree

Friday, December 3, 2010

O Christmas Tree

lost glove or marked tree?

field of weeds and trees

A new tradition built on an old one...
Cutting a fresh Christmas tree with Meghan and Andy.
Walking the fields for an hour in search of the perfect tree.
Bundled up to stay warm.
Looking at hundreds of trees and other more peculiar sights.
Looking forward to hot chocolate and a fire afterward.

this one or that one?


this one will be perfect

Well, not quite. Meghan got cold. And the trees i liked were deep in the field across the street. Luckily there were a few Austrian Pines already cut and i found my perfect tree there.

And, indeed, it's

perfect.

I think it's beautiful.

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Days Like This

Van Morrison

When it's not always raining
When there's no one complaining
When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch
Well, my mama told me, "There'll be days like this"

When you don't need to worry
When no one's in a hurry
When you don't get betrayed by that old Judas kiss
Oh, my mama told me, "There'll be days like this"

When you don't need an answer
When you don't meet a chancer
When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they fit
Then I must remember there'll be days like this

When everyone is up front and they're not playing tricks
When you don't have no freeloaders out to get their kicks
When it's nobody's business the way that you wanna live
I just have to remember there'll be days like this

When no one steps on my dreams
When people understand what I mean
When you ring out the changes of how everything is
Well, my mama told me, "There'll be days like this"