That’s what my mom’s dad did. Not necessarily out of the fencerow, but we’d find a little cedar somewhere on his farm, cut it down, and put it in the living room.We always cut a cedar out of the fence row somewhere. We don't put a tree up now and haven't for many years. We don't even exchange gifts.
We had “live” trees for many years when I was a kid (my guess would be they came from somewhere on my paternal grandpa’s farm), but somewhere in my teens, Mom and Dad switched to an artificial tree. Can’t say that “real” vs. made much difference to me.