In the center of town, Laura and Daven were sitting biting a small popsicle of honey.
As they watched Papa Einar and the warriors were using many ropes around the large tree, they had brought.
"Daven isn't that wonderful that big tree they brought for the Yule festival, even the one last year was much smaller."
Daven scratched his small head and tilted it slightly as he looked doubtfully at Laura.
"I really don't remember what the tree looked like from last year, as I was more excited to see my mom.
But what really amazes me is that Papa Einar can manage to lift that big tree just using ropes.
Even yesterday I heard from some children in the village that Papa Einar had also managed to climb the big tree through a hill, and that is even more surprising. "
