The faeries have been decorating the Thorn Queen’s Kingdom of late. See the lights back in the woods?

They are really droplets of water left behind from our rain yesterday with the sun shining through them, but I like to think of them as something otherwordly. Like the Thorn Queen.

But if you squint your eyes up they become faerie lights and not just droplets of plain water.

Squint a little bit more … there, that’s it.

And you might just see something very special.

And for you non-believers out there, this is not the first time I’ve sighted faeries in my woods. Check this out.

Yesterday’s “sunrise” through the fog bank.

I will be the first to admit it, I am a picky Christmas tree person. I know this is hard for you all to believe but in Colorado the cut trees were so-so. In the past they had not shipped in trees from other states and the pickings were slim. I never did like those spindly prickly white pines that were not even a “Christmas green” but a sickly pea green complete with cones. The Douglas firs (when you could find them) had branches too wimpy to hold ornaments.

A few years before we built the cabin we would head up to our land and cut a tree. Our house that we had built had cathedral ceilings and I always had a penchant for a really BIG tree. One year we cut one from the land that dwarfed our Tahoe. It was so big it was hanging off the roof so that we couldn’t see very well out the side windows. People kept passing us and giving us friendly waves and thumbs up. We had to anchor it to the wall! But it was probably the biggest and most beautiful tree we’ve ever had.

After a few years we started to feel bad about cutting the trees so we bought a really high quality (expensive) 12-foot pre-lit artificial tree. It was a bear to put together since the sections were really heavy. Ugh. When we moved we brought it with us figuring we could always use it by taking a section or two out since our ceilings here are only 8-foot.

The first year we quickly realized the artificial tree was just not going to work. The fresh tree options here in New Jersey were staggering! So many pretty trees! The first year we bought one from a chain garden store, Max is Back. It was a nice tree and it only took a few minutes to pick one out. The second and third and fourth year we cut our own from Bear Swamp Farm which is close by. It’s not a tree farm, just 15 acres of kind of rugged terrain in which they have scattered many varieties of trees. Some are in rows, other are not. It was not as easy to find a tree that fit the standard but we always came home with a pretty one. It was fun but we got lazy (or something) in 2010 and just bought one from our local garden center here in town.

Last year we cut one from an actual tree farm. It was pretty much perfect. Each tree looked just like the next and we wandered around dazed and tree-blind.

When Rick asked where we were getting our tree from this year I said I didn’t want to go back to the tree farm. He said why not? they were all perfect. I know, I said. That’s the problem … it was too perfect. Trimmed and “styled” to perfection like it stepped out of a tree salon. Plus, I wanted one a bit fuller.

So this year when I got an email from a family-run garden center that we like to support Glenwild Garden Center advertising “old-fashioned” Fraser firs that had not been trimmed to within an inch of their lives, I knew we had to check them out.

Saturday found us driving down Otter Hole Road (one of our favorite drives that takes us past several small lake communities) to Glenwild. They were having their Holiday Open House so the parking lot was full of cars and plenty of shoppers. We parked and headed to the cut trees. A young man that was working on the lot pointed us in the direction of the rack where the “old-fashioned” firs were. The first one I saw looked really good leaning on the rack and he pulled it out and stood it up for us. I could not believe my eyes. This tree was perfect! I walked all around it and not a bad side was too be found. Could it really be this easy? Was this my tree? I said YES immediately to this tree. He carried it off to slice off the bottom few branches and enough of the trunk to refresh it, bound it up in netting and even put it on top of the truck for us. I also found a beautiful wreath. Done and done!

Here it is before decorating. It hardly needs anything! I think it’s gorgeous!

Decorated updates to follow ...

P.S.
We put an ad on Craigslist for the big artificial tree saying it was “free” to any charity. A priest from a church near Paterson was the lucky recipient of our expensive foray into the world of fake trees.

A day or two after the last set of pics taken at Monksville I went back, knowing that there was a little skiff of fog hanging around. The following pics came out of that shoot.
I hope you enjoy them!

It has not been a stellar year here for color. While it was pretty, it didn’t last. Our drenching rain of over two inches on Friday really did the trees in. One of the prettiest spots I know of for fall color is Monksville Reservoir.

Lots of color due to the different kinds of trees and the burning bushes down low along the shoreline are gorgeous. I got caught up in the reflections.

More fall pics coming tomorrow!