Here are my boys and I as we return from the annual Great Christmas Tree Hunt. Each year we go to cut down our tree. Previously it had been in the mountains of North Carolina for the Frasier Fir. Since the move made a day trip to NC not make sense, we went hunting locally. Frasier firs do not grow well here, so we opted for a close cousin, the Canaan Fir. We stalked our prey, and when it wasn't looking I attacked it with my hand saw, and before it knew what hit it, I had it down on the ground.

I was out in my US Navy kilt from USA kilts and my Thorfinn Sporran. Got a couple of looks, mostly smiles.