Chris and I's annual pilgrimage to the tree farm is something we look forward to all year - the minute we finish Thanksgiving dinner we put our holiday plan into action! This year, however, we moved two hours away from "home" and realized we had no idea where to even start. Our kind neighbors sent us to Greenwich to their favorite place, but we were so overwhelmed by the packed parking lot and the 12-ft balsam firs that we grabbed the first reasonably-sized tree we saw and hightailed it out of there. Unfortunately we were just a little off in sizing up our ceiling height... the poor tree hardly cleared 5-ft!
Chris and I both tried to convince each other that it was "perfectly proportioned" for our 700 sq ft. apartment, but when we met up with our friends Julia and Anel to help them pick a tree, we caved and admitted we HATED our little bush! Julia had us meet them at the most idyllic little family tree stand, complete with a fire pit for marshmallows and my favorite big old colored Christmas lights. Chris snuck off and convinced the teenager on duty to find us a "perfect tree." I begrudgingly forked over our second $70 of the weekend (welcome to Fairfield County...) and we carted it home. I have to admit it was worth every penny for our first Hall Family tree.
947 Stillwater Road
Stamford, Conn. 06902
Thank you to Anel for sharing some photos with us!