
I traveled to Paris this past weekend to pick up our family Christmas Tree. Yes, I know, it’s crazy to think that someone would go to Paris for a Tree!!! Well, for those who don’t know, the Paris I went to is a bit closer than what you may think. Paris, ID a beautiful area of Southeast Idaho is where the Cache National Forest is located and that is where I went in search of the ‘perfect’ Christmas Tree.
After driving up three canyons in my trusty Toyota FJ Cruiser, some canyons a little more snow packed and muddy than others, and hiking up and down mountainsides, I stumbled upon a tree that was laying on it’s side, already cut, the perfect size, the perfect shape, the perfect Christmas tree! I thought to myself, ‘this has got to be someone’s tree that was cut earlier in the day and will be picked up by nightfall’. So I continued on with my search hiking and looking, thinking about the tree I had found earlier in the day… ‘O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How lovely are thy branches!’
I had not found ‘the perfect tree’ that looked just like the ‘one’ I had found early on in the day, so I thought to myself, it’s not tagged, it’s not marked, what if no one picks it up!? It would be a waste of a perfectly good looking tree! So, I told myself, ‘let me give it the weekend, I’ll find a ‘backup’ tree to the ‘perfect’ tree and before I leave back home and if the ‘perfect’ tree is no longer there, then it was as I predicted, the tree of someone else that cut it early on and left to be picked up at a later time in the day. Yet, if the tree was still there, then it was destiny that the tree found me and I found the tree and meant to be our Christmas Tree!’
So, I continued my 4-wheeling in the mountains, helped a couple of people with trees they were cutting down, found my ‘back-up’ tree to cut down and take home; drove back to where I was staying; went to bed; and started thinking ‘O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How lovely are thy branches!’
Just before leaving home, I drove back up to the canyon in Paris, ID, hiked in to the spot where the ‘perfect’ tree laid and lo and behold, it was still there!!! I again checked to see if it had been tagged by someone else, and nothing! So, I wrapped it up; loaded it up; and brought it home singing to myself, ‘O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How lovely are thy branches!’
So, if you’re ever in search for the ‘perfect’ tree, or anything perfect for that matter, remember to UnPlug; travel to somewhere fun, like Paris; enjoy the mountains, and who knows, that ‘perfect’ tree or ‘perfect’ anything may just find YOU!
