Aluminum pole. No tinsel. It’s distracting.

No because that’s not feasible for us

Still deciding.

• I have fond childhood memories of traipsing through a tree farm until we found the right one, then taking turns using the old two handled buck saw we carried out, then trying to work as a team to carrry a massive tree back
• now I live in an urban area with no nearby tree farm. I’m sticking spending well over $100 and I don’t have a car with roof rack to carry it.

Sometimes I use an artificial tree and sometimes I goto Home Depot as the most reasonably priced place to get a real one. Last year the selection at Home Depot was bad plus they were all small so I spent twice as much at a higher end place

@butterycroissant one of my imfant memories is going to woods somewhere so my mum could steal the christmas tree, its a good memorie :)

nowadays its artificial for sure, i am to pussy to steal things

Fake tree. Easier, safer, less messy. Yeah, it’s plastic, but it lasts as long as you want to keep using it. We just got a new one because we needed a skinny one for space reasons. But the old one we had for over a decade, and we sold it on to someone else.

When I can be bothered (not often) I get a real one. The smell is amazing, it looks great and the imperfections and variations make it look much nicer. Oh, and the best bit? When I take it down I get to take it to the goat farm down the road - they go absolutely fucking nuts for fir trees.

fuck holidays id rather eat shit

Option 3: we don’t buy any trees.

Doesn’t feel like Christmas without the smell of a real tree. I go out back and cut a small one.

I hunt my own free range tree. It’s satisfying having a hand in is death. Feels good to take that chainsaw to it’s body, cut it down in the prime of life, strap it to my truck, let the wind whip through its slowly dying limbs. Drag it inside my house and hack parts off until I’m satisfied it fits. Stand it in my dining room and drop fresh water into a bucket with screws attached that is designed to prolong it’s eventual demise. Then after a couple days of letting it slowly warm, we gather as a family and decorate it’s festering body with glittering lights, shiny baubbles, and memories of years past. Before we then place gifts below it’s slowly dying limbs to exchange with each other on the day we celebrate the world breaking and entry champion for the past 1745 years. After that I wait a few days, rip the glitter off, and toss the remains outside, either in the trash to be buried and gone, or to the graveyard of the trees, where it can finish rotting with others of it’s kind.

It’s a lot of work, but oh so satisfying.

Real.

Price? I just go out in the woods and take one for free.

Fake.

The real ones are expensive, throwaway fire hazards.

After 3-4 years of throwing away real trees you’d easily have enough for a nice artificial tree that will last decades.

We have large floofy ragdoll cats, 14lb missiles of Christmas tree doom.

Thus, we have neither.

Real.

Cut it down at a tree farm that has a Santa workshop.

I am surprised at how many artificial tree users there are. Way more than I expected.

I have mostly lived where I could just go get a real one from the woods if I wanted to, so I guess that gives me a bias. If I couldn’t have a real tree, I dont think I would want one at all.

I am not much into christmas, but the whole bringing a tree home with a connection to nature makes it worthwhile. Love the smell of a fresh tree too.

Never had issues with needles or bugs so I find that strange as well. I mean sure, the tree drops some needles at the end, but that is what the skirt is for. The few outside of that is just a single day of vacuuming that you would be doing anyways.