The Husband(1) and I went to Flatsnoot's World Headquarters (out on Washtenaw Avenue) and picked up our pagan/German/secular evergreen. I don't sweat the details about who did what to whom when in all that history; I just like real Christmas trees. If you ever hear of me having one of those aluminum monstrosities that rotates and changes colors, check for pods in my basement.In any event, I did not know (until now) that the State Song of Michigan (and Iowa, Maryland, and New Jersey), uses the melody from O Tannenbaum. I now feel compelled to look up the actual lyrics to the State Song of Michigan (2), but I digress.
We'll get the lights and the ornaments on it tomorrow, and I'll get my little digital camera on Tuesday so I can actually start taking and posting my own pictures! (gasp!) Until then, make do with this little pic of a white fir (Abies concolor), the kind we bought today.
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(1) In order to protect his privacy, no real names are going to be used. If I have to break down and give him a proper name, I'll let him choose. Maybe something sexy like Antonio or Jacques...
(2) Just a small sample; there are four stanzas of this stuff:
A song to thee, fair State of mine,
Michigan, my Michigan;
But greater song than this is thine,
Michigan, my Michigan;
The whisper of the forest tree,
The thunder of the inland sea;
Unite in one grand symphony
Of Michigan, my Michigan
