I waited until the last minute (i.e., right before we left for the holidays) to take these pictures-- we had days of clouds and/or rain, so I was waiting on the sun to finally come out. But by the time it did, I didn't have time to take a picture of our tree at night. It's painfully obvious in the daylight that we need a new Christmas tree. The tree has been around as long as Mr. GI has; we inherited it from his mom during our first Christmas together. It's a fake tree, but it has real bark on the trunk which makes it difficult to tell that it's fake. But it's been losing more of its needles than a real tree, so it's gotten pretty bare.
