"One year when my wife and I were living in Idaho, we decided to find and cut down our own Christmas tree. The day was cold and overcast and the snow was well over three feet deep, but we put on our skis and finally located one we thought was perfect. I climbed down the embankment and picked my way across the stream balancing on wet stones to try to keep my feet dry. As I began to chop away at the base of the tree, I realized that cutting a fresh evergreen with a hatchet was going to be much more difficult than I thought. It always looked so easy on those outdoor shows on T.V. By the time the tree was down, I was on the verge of cardiac arrest. We finally got it into the car and home. Next year’s tree came from the Kroger parking lot!" (image credit: Phil)