White Christmas in the Bluegrass

How many people can say that they grew up on a Christmas tree farm?  Taylor Swift and Me.  That might be it.  Okay, okay, I’m sure it’s not that rare and I didn’t really grow up there.  I did, however, spend a lot of time running and playing, building fires and roasting marshmallows, learning the names of all the flowers and trees, and creating amazing memories on my Grandparent’s 265 acre farm in Wolf Creek, Kentucky.

Back in December, I made a quick trip home for Christmas.  And while I’m not keen on the religious implications of ‘going home for Christmas’, I do value the tradition and the priceless family time that comes with it.  And for the obvious reasons, Christmas is BIG in my family.  One might say we’re invested….

My Grandmother’s Christmas Tree Farm
My 12 yr. old sister, Eden

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2 comments

  1. Anonymous

    We hope you keep coming back because though we may not get to spend much time together, it is always precious to see you. Love the pictures!

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