When my mom and dad got married, a friend of theirs gave them a gift. It was a map. They followed the map into the woods and found a small Douglas Fir tree. This is our tree. At Christmas, we visit the tree and the forest animals and gnomes leave me presents! Last week my dad's cousin came to visit from Ireland and, having visited the tree on his last visit, suggested we go again. It was a great day and it had been a long time since we saw our tree. It is always the same size as me!
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