… and how I stole one.
When we first moved to the temp house I noticed a field full of Christmas trees next to us and immediately thought of the perfect location for a Christmas production I had to do for the newspaper magazine I’m working for. So a few weeks ago I invited my friends Vicky and Fanny and their children for a “Christmas tree picking shoot”. We borrowed a cool pickup from Vicky’s brother in law, borrowed clothes from JBC and off we went.
The idea was to drive away with a tree in the trunk, so we had to dig one out as one does. At the end of the shoot Fanny pretended to drive home with the tree in the trunk and we called it a wrap. As this field is next door to us and we don’t really know who the owners are, we went home and huddled up with hot chocolate and pie.
Just a day later I realized that the beautiful Norman tree was sitting outside with no water or anything. So I put it in a pot, gave it water, placed it on a vintage sleigh in the living room and started to decorate it. It is by far the most perfect tree I’ve ever had. During the putting the lights up my brother called me and I told him about how I obtained the tree …. just to realize that I actually stole a Christmas tree!!!
I tried to go back and hid a plastic bag with a note in it on the empty spot but it rained so much. So I decided to wait for people but people never came. I’m going to try to keep the tree in good shape until February, when we move to our new home, and plant it in the garden. So it can grow and we can hang lights in it each year for Christmas and rememberer how I stole a Christmas tree.