I found this picture on some other site. It made me think of what the Perfect tree means to me as far as choosing the just right tree for your holiday home. Years ago, before the advent of toady's "family adventure choose and cut your own" we always headed to Daffin Park in mid-town Savannah. Daffin park played host to about three or four tree lots during the season. Some were The Italian Club, the YMCA, St. Michael's Church, etc. These were the traditional , every year organizations that offered fresh cut trees to the citizens of Savannah. Many years we made the rounds of all the tree lots in the lot before choosing our tree. Most of the time they were the good ole Balsam trees that more than likely made more than a thousand mile journey from Nova Scotia or some other farm supplier in southern Canada. Anyway, we were strict Balsam folks, always shunning the scotch pines, we thought them an inferior tree. You know, too bushy and full, not enough space for "hanging" ornaments. Anyway, these days, the balsams can't be found, they have been replaced by the full and flawlessly shaped Frasier Firs from North Carolina. They are great trees, and I have had many of them, but I am really longing for the old Balsam days, a little less perfect tree with more room to hang all those ornaments I have. We will go to our regular tree farm this year... in about 2 weeks! Yikes it's coming up so soon. (we always decorate the tree on the Sat. or Sunday after Thanksgiving.) We'll get us a home grown Virginia Pine, grown in South Carolina. If it's too bushy, well, we'll just trim and thin it out a bit to make room for all the ornaments so they'll hang just right. The second picture is of my parent's first tree in the house we live in when I was born, it's one of those great old Balsam trees, more than likely picked out from one of the tree lots in Daffin Park, decorated with lots and lots, and lots of tinsel icicles. That's dad way back in 1964, putting some presents under the tree.
And, again one of those great old 3x3 snapshots with the date of developing printed on the outer frame. Looks like it was a busy winter as this pic of Christmas 1964 wasn't developed until June of 1965.
Yikes!
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