re: #701 Obdicut
And every Christmas, in a very, very strange tradition, my brothers and I sneak onto our neighbor’s land to cut down our Christmas tree.
My brother, sister, and I have done that since I can remember. But we go on a large national forestry corporation’s web site to do it. We’d get all tanked up, bundle up in warm clothes, grab whatever kind of saws looked appropriate, and then sneak in like ninja team tree cutters.
The trees were always way too big, and at least one of us had leaky boots and nearly got frostbite. Every time. But it was good times.