She's Up

She photograph's better from a few steps back but a weird lense left on my camera made all other shots a blue-blur.

Her lineage: Christmas tree farm 2 miles north of Germantown. We could have cut her ourselves, having selected her from a not-stellar crop(deer problems - fenced next year), but decided not to play country with the hacksaw provided. Felling by chainsaw. Somewhere between ready-in-the-stand from a Canadian on a NYC street corner and trekking into the forest, ax on shoulder.

Roping to the roof of the Forester = another notch in the belt of adulthood.

More of the house - decorated - soon.

C