A weekly-ish blog sharing my series of collages about growing up in the South during the 1950s.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
LOOKING FOR A CHRISTMAS TREE
One year was especially memorable because my family became disoriened in the woods while looking for the perfect Christmas tree. Darkness fell, followed by rain, and we were lost. We eventually encountered a farmhouse where the friendly and helpful family who lived there lent dry clothes and helped locate our car. The next morning, after a return trip to the woods, a less-than-perfect tree was strapped to the top of our car to decorate at home.