Thomas MacEntee from Geneabloggers writes:
What are your memories of your family putting up the Christmas tree? Many of us come from different traditions: some people won’t put up their tree until after Thanksgiving or even on Christmas Eve? Some like live trees and actually go out into the woods to cut their own while others prefer the convenience of an artificial tree.
Write about anything related to Christmas trees and your memories of Christmases past.
When I was a child, we would buy our Christmas trees from the Scouts Association. My mother would always insist on the tallest fattest tree my father could find. Sometimes this meant getting two trees and tying them together. The tree would be tied to the roof of the car and then, when we got home, there would be the great exercise of potting it and making sure it would stay upright. Sometimes it would be too big and my father would have to cut some off the bottom.
We had three cats when I was growing up and they thought Christmas was fantastic. They had so many baubles to play with and sometimes a tree to run up if they were feeling particularly excitable.
A real tree always smells fantastic and I miss having a real one dreadfully. It just isn't Christmas really without one.
When we bought our first house I bought a huge fake Christmas tree from David Jones at Toowong. Every year I would buy a new decoration or two for it.
Children came along soon after and that made Christmas even more special.
After 20 years the fake tree began to look old and tatty. We bought a white one to replace it but it went yellow after being in a hot attic for 12 months.
Now I have a teensy green one with led lights constantly changing colour. It's a bit pathetic really.
The Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories (ACCM) allows you to share your family’s holiday history twenty-four different ways during December! Learn more at http://adventcalendar.geneabloggers.com.