The mighty hunter conquers his prey, the tree
of choice.
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We live in the Baltimore-Washington, D.C.
corridor. We live in a small overpriced
apartment. We selected a tree that was narrow
enough to fit in our available space.
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A family seeking their Christmas Tree.
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It is two days after Thanksgiving and the pond
has started to freeze over.
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A freezing pond.
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After you select your tree, you carry it to the
bundlers. They shake your tree with a shaker
machine. Then they put it through this machine.
It ties a string around your tree tightly enough
to keep it from being a sail on top of your vehicle.
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After the machine was done with our machine,
it was as small as an umbrella.
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It was kind of embarrassing to walk down
the road with my tiny tree under my arm.
I kept passing teams of people carrying huge
trees. There I was with my little twig.
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Here is our tree in its place. See how we didn't
have much room for a fat tree. Our tree was
beautiful and it served its purpose with honor!
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