Christmas in MN for us always included cutting our own fresh tree. We usually planned our trip for a Saturday, and headed out to find a local tree farm and stomp through the cold and snow searching of the perfect tree. One time, after evaluating acres of trees, and finally sawing down our selection, we got back to our car to discover Steve had lost his car keys somewhere on the farm. We traipsed back through the snow on what we thought was our path to where we had cut the tree, and luckily found the keys down in the snow.
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