Over time, every community collects a hoard of myths and legends about itself. It could be tales about the founders or an especially nasty individual who’s driven out of town or a huge blizzard or why such-and-such a family all have green eyes.

One of Carding’s favorite legends concerns the Christmas trees grown on the Tennyson Farm up on Belmont Hill. It’s a story retold for every generation as Carding-ites make their annual trek for their favorite greenery.

The tale will be told, right here, in tomorrow’s Carding Chronicle. Here’s a sample of what’s in store. Hope to see you there.