Twelve Days of Christmas: Christmas Tree Farm

Dennis and I had quite the adventure today.  In an attempt to start yet another family Christmas tradition, I wanted to go to Dewberry Farm and cut down our own Christmas tree.  Back in September, I shared a coupon for admission to Dewberry's corn maze, and was given tickets in exchange for passing on the information, but unfortunately, Jack got sick the day we were supposed to go and our trip didn't happen.  Dennis and I had been to Dewberry a couple of years ago and had been looking forward to someday going back with our own kid, so getting a Christmas tree and taking Jack out to the farm was definitely a no brainer win-win.  We also decided it would be nice to take Den's mom with us, since we were able to take my mom on the Polar Express.

Today was the perfect day to head out to Dewberry.  It wasn't as cold as I would've liked, but since all the activities were outdoors, it was much easier with the weather being a little warmer.  During the Christmas tree season, admission to Dewberry Farm is free, so that was a bonus for us also. Who doesn't like free?!?

There are a ton of fun activities for kids at Dewberry besides just a corn maze or Christmas tree farm.  Some of them are free and some of them cost extra and a lot of the paid activities are closed during the Christmas season (good for us - no temptation!)  The first thing we did was play on Hay Mountain, then enjoyed Fort DewHickey and went down some slides with Jack.  I couldn't resist taking a ride on the Farm Flinger.  We had so much fun!!!

Jack thought he was swinging all by himself!

After all that fun, we hopped on the hay ride out to the Christmas trees.  We got a lesson in the 3 types of trees for sale and the proper way to cut our tree, then we were off into the fields to choose our perfect tree.  And we immediately realized that Dewberry trees were way beyond our price range.  They were so far outside our price range that we couldn't help but laugh.  It would've been disappointing if the trees were a little over priced, and we may have even extended our budget a bit, but we could've gotten 3 or 4 trees at Kroger or Home Depot for the price of one tree at Dewberry.  There's no way we were going to be able to justify that kind of expense this Christmas.  Don't get me wrong, these trees were beautiful, but even so, they were over priced for us.  After the initial sticker shock wore off and we quit laughing we decided to stop by Kroger or Home Depot on the way home for a tree.

I was a little disappointed as we were leaving because I was hoping to be starting a Christmas tradition.  I remember going to a Christmas tree farm as a kid with our entire extended family.  The kids got to play in the rows of trees and drink hot chocolate and then we picked our trees and went home.  Good times, even though I think we only went twice.  I was thinking about this as we were heading to the freeway when all of a sudden I remembered seeing signs for a different Christmas tree farm on the way to Dewberry.  I pulled out my iPhone (thank you modern technology!), and sure enough, we were going to drive right by High Star Farm.  Dennis called them to see if they were still open (it was starting to get late) and if we could get a decent tree within our budget.  Sure enough, they had trees in our price range, and they told us to hurry and get there.  Dennis smiled and said, "Maybe we just started a different Christmas tradition:  go out and play at Dewberry, then pick our tree at High Star."  I couldn't agree more!

We pulled into the parking lot of High Star about 20 minutes before sunset.  Jack had fallen asleep in the car, so Den's mom offered to wait with him so we didn't have to wake him.  We were the only car in the lot, and when we walked onto the lot, a nice lady greeted us with a Christmas tree tag and instructions to hurry!  So we grabbed a saw took off running into the rows of trees.  I know, running with a saw isn't the safest thing in the world, but our out of shape running is more like fast walking with high knees.

The trees at High Star aren't as picture perfect as the ones at Dewberry, but they definitely have more personality.  There were some Charlie Brown trees and some Griswald trees (okay, maybe not that tall, but definitely that full).  I didn't have a chance to take many pictures; we were pressed for time!  We raced down the rows and quickly spotted Our Tree.  It was a little smaller than we would've liked, but we were trying to stay in budget and weren't sure how tall our budget actually was.  And just like that, Dennis cut the tree and we were on our way.

When we made it back to the front of the farm, the nice lady was like, "That was fast!", and we were like, "You told us to hurry!" and we all laughed.  We bought some hot chocolate for the ride home while our tree was bailed.  High Star is family owned and operated and everyone there couldn't be nicer.  Our visit was fast, but that was part of the fun!   And as it turns out, we were the last customers of the season!  How's that for lucky?!?

All in all, we had a fabulous day.  I don't think we'll be buying a tree at Dewberry any time soon, but we will definitely be back out there to play in the hay.  High Star saved the day and we still got to cut our own tree.  Plus I get to cross something else off my 101 in 1,001 list.  We'll be customers of theirs for a loooonnnngggg time.  Win-win-win!  Now to decorate the tree!


  1. I don't think I can ever get tired of photos of your son: that one of him in the hay? LOVE!!! I can't believe how big he is getting already!

    Love the starting of traditions! And traditions usually get molded by circumstances which make them more fun :)

  2. Looks like it was a really good day, all in all. And hey, a tree with some personality is important.

  3. Dude, I gotta be honest: this white text on pale background is wicked hard on the eyes. ;)

  4. I know, and I have no idea how to fix it :(

  5. I am constantly amazed at how big he's getting, too. It blows my mind! He had so much fun it the hay it made me want to go out and buy a bale for him to play in.

    You're right, the best of traditions usually start with some sort of plan gone awry.

  6. I was just about to reply and there it is! So awesome! (I think my joy at this being fixed was disproportionately large compared to how well I know you...'cuz dude, my brain did a spontaneous little leap of sheer joy.) :)


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