Xmas Hols 2003- Christmas Day
12/25/2003
Christmas Day
Up again at 3am, it’s neat to be up while everyone else is asleep. The dark combined with all the crazy bush noises makes me feel like we’re in the middle of nowhere. You can see all the stars so clearly, there’s only one weak streetlight at the far end of the block so the dark is deep velvet. Dad pointed out the Southern Cross, which made me really feel that we’re in the southern hemisphere. Also the toilet and the sink swirl in the opposite direction (I checked). There are these miniature kangaroos called wallabies that come to drink water in our garden (my Dad puts water out in buckets for them since the drought has been so bad). I’ll try and get some pictures of them but I don’t want to scare them. They come by just at dawn, and if I’m quiet sitting on the porch, they’ll come within about 10 feet of me. There are tons of birds that come to visit too- the birdbath is very popular as are the fruit trees (especially the mango trees). There are huge white cockatoos that screech and boss all the other birds around. Flocks of green parakeets fly and wheel around the mango trees, squawking up a storm. The famous kookaburra laughs maniacally from the fence post. We’ve got to compete pretty hard for the mangoes, which are my favorite too. In the morning we pick mangoes and grapefruits from the trees behind the stables.
Here's me picking a grapefruit.
We’ve had fresh fruit from the trees every day for breakfast. We have both pink and yellow grapefruit.
You can see the shadehouse in the back of the paddock. My dad grows his orchids there. But it is so sunny and hot instead of having a greenhouse, he has one made out of shade cloth so that the plants don’t get sunburn. There’s a massive banana tree with baby bananas but they won't be ready to eat for a long while.
We spent Christmas luncheon with friends of my parents. On the way there we had to pass by the beach, which was absolutely packed with people cooking on the municipal BBQs- publicly funded permanent gas grills at each picnic site, which is supposed to reduce fire danger by eliminating hot coal disposal. The garbage bins are really cool, they look like art installations the metal work of sea creatures is so intricate.
It was very pleasant to meet so many of their friends and to put names to faces. After a fantastic meal, we sang carols around the piano. It was so hot that I had to sit on the tile floor underneath the fan. Everyone else seemed immune to the heat. I felt like a wilting flower, or maybe a melting block of fudge.