
The car door opens and out tumbles the family, swaddled in over-sized coats, scarves and mittens. The children race into the forest of regularly spaced trees, with muffled footsteps and the crunch of compacting new-fallen snow. “How about this one?” a young voice shouts. “Too short.” is the reply. “Here! This is it. Whatdaya think about THIS one?” “Wellll...If it weren't for that flat spot on the side there. Keep looking.” ...