I thought I had Christmas under control and was just starting to wrap presents last Monday when my daughter totally confused me with a phone call saying she and her boyfriend Tim would see me the next night. “Why? I thought you guys were coming over Christmas Eve.” Funny thing… Tuesday night was Christmas Eve, and Christmas was Wednesday – not Friday as I’d been thinking. Whoa…better crank things up a notch.
And in my haste, I completely forgot to tell you about our Christmas tree in my last post. We’ve been buying Christmas trees every year from a young man in town who started his tree business when he was in high school. Yes, he was a teenager when he negotiated leasing a farm field along Rt. 62 which runs through our little town in Massachusetts. He drove to Maine to buy his trees and now, in his 8th year of business is going strong. I’m sure his parents are incredibly proud of Ryan’s entrepreneurial skills but I wish I had been there when he came home with a camel.
Ryan loves animals and has a barn full of them but he had the idea that a camel would be a great addition to the Christmas tree business – so he bought a camel.
Now, when I was a kid I used to bring all kinds of animals home – dogs, cats, birds with broken wings and once a baby skunk. But I never brought home a camel and I think my parents would have drawn the line there. I give a lot of credit to his parents, Ann and Rob who took it in stride and added Joshua, the camel to the menagerie. Joshua has become a legend in town and, now out of town as a local television program picked up the story of Joshua and Ryan’s now expanding business of grass fed meats under his own label.