cant see the trees for the forest

so it was about time i purchased a tree.

i ventured to wal-mart for a cheap one...all sold out.

target the same.

so then i went to one of those fancy tents with all the flocked ones inside.

they had these gorgeous trees...one for $1300, one for $700.

who buys those?

and i couldnt help but feel sorry for these beautiful trees which dont get sold...

their natural beauty, years in the making, tossed in the trash.

spent, worthless, neglected.

something just very wrong with that thought.

there i was too,

wandering around, my shoes sopping wet 

(i was actually wearing shoes-not flip flops...i know, red letter day), 

no socks, bare legs and the cut offs i was wearing so

not appropriate for a rainy saturday.

i was, however wearing hunters sweatshirt with my shorts.

that fixed the fashion disaster.

needless to say, i was cold.

so i see this tree...$99.

way too much.

even in fat years, i would never have spent that.

such a cheapskate i am.

so the guy comes up to me, and says

"how about if i knock some money off that tree for you."

i must have had a pitiful face on or something.

maybe it was my cutoffs and oversized sweatshirt...i may have looked homeless.

"just wait till these people leave." he said quietly.

(they bought their tree full price...unlucky saps)

so, needless to say, i walked to my car, two

young boys toting my tree behind me.

they carefully strapped it to the roof of my car.

and away i went.

all by myself, just my tree and me into the darkness.

and it was a beautiful thing.