So, this is it, folks: our Christmas tree! We found this lovely lady at dusk, off Forest Road 41 in Deschutes National Forest, right when we thought we'd have to call it a day. We wandered all over the woods and compared countless trees before spotting this 8-foot fir (a white fir, I think) circled by a pile of felled ponderosa pines. It has a wonderfully symmetrical shape and widely spaced branches with plenty of room for ornaments. Some may call it a Charlie Brown tree when pitted next to the bushy, perfectly pruned firs found at roadside Christmas tree lots, but that's part of the charm of cutting your own tree in the forest: you get something wild-looking and totally unexpected. We brought her home, put on cheesy Christmas movies, decorated the house, sipped applejack cocktails, and toasted to our first annual Oregon Christmas tree cutting adventure (which is my favorite part of the whole holiday package). To say we're loving life here is an understatement.