My favorite holiday is not Christmas, Thanksgiving or the 4th of July. It is not even a real holiday. My favorite holiday is the family tradition of finding a Christmas tree. On the Saturday after Thanksgiving, my family invites friends to our town. We pack chain-saws, children, food and sleds into the trucks and we drive up the mountain roads. Here we begin our hunt for the perfect tree. The adults begin walking on the snow covered roads looking for trees.
The kids take the sleds and find a steep hill to sled down. Dogs run and chase the sleds. There are snowball fights and skiing.
We choose and cut down a tree for each family. The trees are chosen based on their shape, color and foliage.
We haul the trees back to the cars.