We went out to cut a C-mas tree for The Homestead yesterday. We were looking for a subalpine fir. All the "cute" trees that VSO noticed were, unfortunately, Engelmann spruce. It was almost shameful: She has lived with a forester for two decades and can mistake a spruce for a fir? EDO, on the other hand, doesn't have any trouble. She can look across the clearing and sort one from the other. (Maybe the skill is hereditary?) When we got home, I received a text from my brother-in-law (VSO's brother); he had gone out to cut a white fir, but came home with something he didn't recognize. He asked me to ID the picture he sent to my phone. It was a Douglas fir. When I told Ryan about this incident, he suggested that he might ask for help with his artificial tree. "What species of plastic is this?" I told him to send a picture.
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