Well you just never know do you? There I was just a few days ago starting a blog post with ‘baby it’s cold outside’ and talking about the chilly 17C when wham bam thank you mam, a couple of days later Sydney, bless her little cotton socks, throws in a 23C ‘winter’ day and has me thinking oh blast Summer will be rolling around again soon and ahem that bikini-ready body, all sculpted and toned that I promise myself I will work on every single Winter still has something missing again this year…that would be the sculpted and toned bit.
Sooooooo anyway on the way back from dropping one of my kiddos off at school and rapidly stripping off layers because I was wrapped up for weather more like the Arctic than a warm Winter’s day in Sydney, about everywhere seemed to be whispering Spring to me….as I drove past the beach I dunno but the air and the clouds had a hint of it…and then I stopped for coffee and the greengrocers next door was about falling over itself with Spring flowers….don’t you just love that???
That hint of warm things to come that arrives with the beginning of Spring…I love all the Seasons really but the more I think about it Spring has always been the favourite…in Australia it’s a bit different to Old Blighty though…
…that huge awakening and celebration coming out of a very cold and grey Winter is not quite there because Sydney doesn’t do the grey bit that often…but it’s still just as promising here…those longer days once the clocks have changed, the wearing of flip-flops and the carrying of a basket to the beach…the thinking of Christmas…yup Christmas means Summer to us now.
I will still always love a cold brisk festive season but sitting on the beach with a Peroni and a santa hat has its benefits too…this year we have some big things planned for December including a Christmas with good friends…
Oh how did I get started about Christmas? Who knows?
Somehow then on the way home I found myself with armfuls of Spring flowers, even though it seems a bit premature as it’s the middle of Winter….but who can resist a bit of tidying up, a bit of Sitting Room pottering and a bit of therapeutic flower arranging, not me for sure…I actually felt quite inspired to clean, and when I say clean I mean like clean, like clean behind the Hugarian trunk clean, wowzas, how very very odd Malcolm.
Windows have been opened, tables have been Dettoled, mirrors have not been dusted, I’m not that inspired, windows flung open, cobwebs have been hoovered…
And I did what I love doing best, foofing and shopping the house for Spring coloured things