Little Bear Christmas Tree Farm Research Paper

The Second Year Little Bear Christmas Tree Farm When Katie was 2, everything seemed picturesque, family was together, Tom actually wanted to take part, and everyone still had their innocence. Little Bear Christmas Tree Farm is located an hour and a half away. Even though you would only be at the farm for 2 hours, it was a whole day ordeal driving there and back. It was the only time our family went to the snow all year; Katie would wear her mittens and big coat so she could stay warm. We knew we had arrived; the long line of cars approached eyesight and the bonfire smoke rose above the trees. The busy atmosphere and excitement buzzed through the air. The large bonfire smoke wafted the smells of fudge and other sweet smells through
the air. Some of the magical things at the Christmas tree farm would never be allowed today, but that was what brought a sweet smile to my face. A large telephone pole that made a seesaw for kids that always felt risky to me as a mom because when it was up, you would be 10 feet in the air!
When it was time to pick out the tree, we all piled into the bed of an old white pickup truck, with long saws in our hand. When the truck dropped us off at the top of the hill, our family raced around the mountain trying to find the perfect tree. As soon as we found it, Katie and Tommy held the saw and posed for pictures, helping saw a couple times, then left it up to Kyle to do the rest. Sitting in the truck with our hands on our beautiful tree, we felt very proud of our accomplishments. Coming back into the little bear shop, we warmed up by the fire and drank coco. We always went into the A-line log cabin to look at the cute ornaments and little stockings with Santa on it. Every time we brought the tree home, we felt underwhelmed because it was always smaller and slightly more misshapen in the house; however the perfect tree did not matter, it was the experiences and memories that remain with me still today.