The Hunt

Ev and I go hunting one day a year... for the perfect Christmas tree. Adelaide didn't join us this year. She stayed with her gammy (Sheryl) while Ev and I trekked into the wilderness up Immigration (or is it Emigration? I can never remember) Canyon.
Our faithful dog Lucy came with us and tried to give me mouth-to-mouth when I fell down the mountain and had snow dreadlocks by the end of the day.
After only about an hour of searching we found the perfect trees for us and Sheryl. This is one of my favorite traditions. It gets the Christmas season started in a very fun way!