Christmas is coming!
All the children and the "big little kids" are buzzing with excitement. Counting the days, until Christmas day.
Every year around this time, life speeds up and it seems as if we just don't have enough hours in a day. With so much to do.
We all like to get into the kitchen and bake, cook and play with new combinations, for cookies and new dishes. Everyone gets a chance to taste, to vote, for what they enjoyed, which bits should be improved, sometimes with very unexpected surprises. We gift a lot of the baked goods, sharing and caring for those near and dear. All part of getting ready.
This is all part of the traditions, we grew up with. As we lived in the southern hemisphere, snow was not happening, it was full blown summer. Christmas lunch was a meal with the whole family, twenty one in total.
Everyone helped with the meal, it was like a big Christmas Potluck, everyone was drafted and included, children and adults alike. Grandma made trifle, it was a decadent affair and after this treat we all just wanted to relax. Years later we found out why, grandma, put a lot of sherry in this dish!
On Boxing Day, the day after Christmas, we would go to the beach. We would swim, catch fish, cook a barbeque, later we would relax around the campfire on the beach, catch up on all the news.
This was the start to our summer holidays for years, then we would spend the next two weeks together, before we all left, until we meet again, either at Easter or another time of the year.