We drove out to Oxford, Michigan to cut down some Christmas trees on Saturday. I’d love to say its been a family tradition, but we started using artificial trees back in the early 90’s.
We had fun, but as a result our 18, 22, and 24 year olds lamented about all the fun memories they didn’t have embedded in their brains as a result of our going “green” with plastic and steel trees 10 years ago.
Of course, we hadn’t gone green at all. WHO KNEW?!? It turns out, as our Christmas Tree farmer explained, that the way to go green is to cut down your own tree every year. He was a great guy, and took the time to explain how much carbon monoxide our potential tree, waiting in his field, had scrubbed from the atmosphere over the past 5-7 years while it happily matured in his garden of trees. He explained how each tree was drip irrigated, rendering each specimen a near-perfect shape and well distributed growth along the entire perimeter of the tree. He also pointed out that each tree was examined by him and priced personally by him, and that the purchase price was a fair price given the time and resources and genuine love for the craft that he had put forth in his own labor. He certainly was passionate about pine.
I have to admit, though, the tree we selected and hacked off is beautiful in its designated corner in our home. Its fragrance wafts supreme as we enter the house every day. Wonderful. Its needles, firmly in place, no doubt because of its spoon-fed, drip-irrigated upbringing, will offer our family joy over the coming weeks. While I used to have to pick which side sits forward on the Frank’s-nursery-live-trees-of-Christmas-past, I had no such decisions to make this time; its perimeter flawless, making the position in which I dropped the tree just as good as any other I may have selected. (Besides, Frank’s went out of business years ago.)
And the price? I bet you’re wondering how much it cost to be so ecologically correct, and intimately connected with the environment for our Christmas season.
Well, lets just say there’s more than one reason they call it “Green”.