Sweaty summers day
and a salty breeze.
Shade was sought and
Found underneath our true
December tree.
Blankets thrown to the wind
With grace upon
Papatuanuku
The nurturer of trees
Lying and peering through branches.
With no dead pine in sight
nor sadness in waiting
pristine dangling baubles
beneath fake snow.
That belief never worked
down here on the edge.
We adore a garish festive season
With brazen red blossom
Skin to match under
Our tinsel glare of sun.
The true festive gift
for young and old
Simply nature, warmth
and time to enjoy.
Thank you for reading. Now, let’s have a chat.
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Lovely! It’s like that here in Brisbane, too – except that they’re blood red poinciana blossoms!
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The blooms are spectacular this year, which is a sign of a very hot summer. I do remember the red poinciana blossoms and they too are stunning in full bloom.
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A sunny Christmas is a strange thing, Suzanne, but not really hard to get used to. I court warmth in my old age but I love to catch a breeze too. Wishing you a peaceful, happy festive season.
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It was strange for us to have a snowy one in Spain though absolutely enjoyed it. At Mum’s carehome there is snowy covered decorations all over the place and so weird to see on a 25deg day. Though as children we seemed to accept that scenario as normal.
Wishing you all the best too, Jo.
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Wishing you and the Squire a very happy Xmas.
Muffin would love to meet you!
Steve & Jane x
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Jane, lovely to hear from you and wishing you and Steve a very happy family time. Oh, we would love to meet Muffin [I wonder if Barty would approve 😉 ] and hopefully we will be back in the UK for another visit. Les is on another bumpy segment in his long recovery xx
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I have no trouble with warm, flowery Christmases at all, whether we’re vacationing in the tropics or when we lived in Guatemala several years. Have a Merry Christmas, Suzanne. I hope Les’s bumpy segment is short.
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Guatemala would be fabulous and so very different from both our cultures. Thanks Eilene we are hoping the same, not even the specialists know how it will unfold. Look forward to catching up in the New Year 2024.
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This is true here, too, in Colorado’s frozen wastes:
The true festive gift
for young and old
Simply nature, warmth
and time to enjoy. ❤️
But I enjoyed San Diego Christmases just as much. Merry Christmas.
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Merry Christmas. Some of our fun times dog walking were done in the chilly depths of a northern winter.
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What lovely words to capture your part of the world at this time of year.
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Thanks Malc and I think we may have rain next Monday which doesn’t worry me in the slightest, nothing a raincoat and umbrella can’t fix when out walking.
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At least it’ll be warm rain.
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Exactly.
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All the best to you, Suzanne. Hope you don’t get too crispy.
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Thanks, Tracy, and I gave up frying my body in skimpy swimwear many moons ago 😊
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I’m a fan of the parasol. 🙂
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We have a pair of solar umbrellas 🙂
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The last verse fits wherever we are
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Very true, Derrick.
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Enjoy your almost tropical Christmas 🎄 x
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I laughed at the “almost” tropical Christmas 😉 x
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That’s great.
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There’s always a bucket or two of rain to dampen those warmish days, all part of the festive season holidays.
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Lovely words. Though I’m with Jo in finding the idea of a warm Christmas, especially with snowy decorations, a tad weird! I guess she is getting used to the concept now though.
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Thanks Anabel, and I can appreciate that it would feel out of the norm to have warm temperatures. Weirdly we grew up with snowy images for Christmas when the sun was blazing outside. Remnants from old blighty 😉
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I love your pōhutukawa trees, they are perfect for Christmas and much better than over decorated tinsel covered pine trees. Though I did always used to have a real pine, love the smell! I recall my first Christmas in the sun and found the sight of a robin and other English decorations so incongruous in the heat! Even the Christmas cards had snow on them!
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Luckily, some artists/companies are producing more appropriate themed greeting cards for Christmas. Having said that, many people no longer send them as the postage price is ridiculously expensive.
I love the smell of pine, and we always had a real one when we were children.
We make an effort at Christmas for Mum.
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Your lovely poem resonated with me. Although it is winter here in SoCal, you’d never guess it by the temps. I was just in my garden admiring my orange tree bursting with fruit. Happy holidays.
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Thanks, Janis, and a very happy holidays to you both. I love citrus blossoms; a happy smell.
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