We never wanted to kill trees, we do. We use paper, we have chairs the basic structure of our home is tree. But killing with a worthwhile purpose is different. I would never kill a buck in order to put the poor beasts head on a wall. From our first Christmas we (or I) could not have a tree killed special to place the dead carcass in our home as a decoration. We purchased live trees in pots and after Christmas we planted the trees in yards across Bakersfield. Several of the trees grew tall before they died in the hot valley they were never intended to live in, a few still live. We have decided to replace lost evergreens with trees better suited for this valley, like Pecan or Locust (we still have research to do).
I was given the task of purchasing our second (?) cut from its roots tree. We looked in tree lots and decided ahead of time on a small, simple tree. When the time came I could not do it, a tree should at the very least be allowed to grow into decent sized firewood. As an alternative I made a tree. No one likes my tree. Only God can make a tree.