A few days before christmas, we always go up to the farm and get a christmas tree. One for us, and one for the farm. Grandad demonstrated his flawless axe technique, despite being about to celebrate his 85th birthday. We decorated the farm, and looked at some old war papers and photos of granddad's, then I went out and played with my little camera out in the garden.

Karl trimming the christmas tree to fit	Looks good	Grandad got accosted by Helen	Afternon tea for Karl, Helen, Grandad and Mum
Going through old documents of grandads	Beerwah and the twins from Grandad's house	Grandad's yard	Day lilly