My Christmas tree of choice is a Fraser fir. I love these because they are bushy (as in dense), but are compact, a very neat triangular shape. The Nordmanns and the like were lovely, but so...wide. When I discovered Frasers, I really started to love having a tree again.
We used to like getting our tree on the 21st-ish of December, but found that everywhere was sold out of Frasers by then. I learned to phone round the various Christmas tree farms and suppliers before making a journey, and we started getting our tree a little earlier... but still we often had problems getting one.
I decided in advance of last Christmas to try getting a tree by post. I was dubious, to say the least, but a friend recommended someone she used every year, so I gave it a go.
My tree arrived on time, and was beautiful. It was on the smaller end of the size range, but it was beautiful none-the-less. I missed the drive out to the Christmas tree farm...but, at the same time, I didn't miss the drive out to the Christmas tree farm. I didn't miss the pang of guilt at picking up a tree and rejecting the poor thing.
This year, I ordered the next size up.
When it arrived yesterday, it was obviously at the top end of that size, and it seemed HUGE. It was actually too tall for the room, even before we put it in a stand, and after we'd sliced the bottom off so it cold have a good drink. DH had to prune the top a bit, and take out some of the lower branches. We left it overnight to relax.
This morning, the house smells wonderfully of Christmas Tree.