On the 3rd Sunday in November, we trouped up to Grumpy & Granny's for breakfast, and our annual Xmas tree hunt. The weather had been horrible since returning from Mexico, but it held out the entire time we were up island. Tadpole was a bit unsure at first, wandering around through all of the trees, but he liked it soon enough, despite falling down more times than I care to count... but I guess that's bound to happen when your gum boots come up past your little knees.I didn't have my camera with me, so these are courtesy of Grumpy and Granny...