christmas tree season

Todd told us about this place during lunch today and it spurred an unusual, warm reaction in my gut.  Hayrides!  I will drag people out to these wagons filled with dry, itchy straw if it’s the last thing that happens this winter holiday.  And, damn it, they will all be merry.

Checking out the site reminded me of Bike & Build and one day’s spontaneous Christmas tree farm joyride somewhere in the middle of…Kansas?…during a hot summer morning.  Darryl and I were riding sweep and spotted this treasure trove of pines, so obviously we hopped the curb and sped down the long rows of aromatic green life.  We ended up being chased off the property by the owner, but the memory remains glowingly aflame in my mind.