The ********* Tree

The Wretched One got it into her head that we had to get me to choose our Tree today.

You can imagine the fuss.  The Kindly Mister now has biceps and maybe even a six pack he never knew about.  He had to lift nearly every tree in the place so it could be assessed for quirkiness & health.

That man is a saint.

(I have banned any Naming of the Tree until December.  This inappropriately early purchase has come as quite a shock, as you can see by my expression).