Like many of you weary of 2020, the House family decided we needed a little Christmas spirit as soon as possible after Thanksgiving. Our tradition mandates we travel to Dzen Tree Farm in South Windsor, where Kara and I first got a tree way back in 2001 before marriage and kids. It was during a snow storm and we had a blast.
The kids look forward to walking the hills of the Dzen farm and looking for the perfect tree: not too tall and nice and full. Oh, and when I say “got” our tree, I mean we cut it down. As Julian gets older, he gets more skilled at being the family chopper. This year, Kara’s brother “Uncle Stuart” was here, and this New Yorker got his first taste of an experience that means so much to us.
Proprietor John Dzen loves to impart some tree wisdom and the kids always listen intently. Usually it is a factoid about the reindeer that live there, or the story behind the giant Santa, or about the popcorn that John’s son grows nearby. This year we learned the Dzens lost thousands of baby trees destined for Christmas 2027-28 died due to the drought this past summer.
John also explained to our son how he loved scraggly trees as a kid, so of course Julian fell in love with this one.
Masks are required this year as you are near people along with social distancing protocols. Even Santa is wearing one.
We loaded the tree onto the top of our Buick “Estate Wagon” and headed home for decorating. From Kara, Helena and Julian and me, we sent heartfelt holiday wishes to you and your family, no matter what your traditions are, and it is never too late to begin new ones!
Past visits to Dzen’s:
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