On the Fourth Sunday of Advent, a week before Christmas, a group of Sisters bundled up, piled into the pickup truck, and slipped and slid over the snow to find a couple of trees for our Christmas festivities.
|Across the snowy field and into the trees...|
|Heading up a north-facing slope in search of a Douglas Fir.|
|"Does anybody see a good one?" "Look! Over there!"|