Day 4 - 🎄 It’s beginning to sound a lot like Christmas! 🎄
A tropical Oz perspective: that’s indulgent and doesn’t necessarily rhyme, ‘cause I ran out of time......
...... but it’s fine! 😉🤶🏼
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My garden’s orchestra is beginning to warm up...
For the sun is waking, the birds are still stirring,
Low level sounds of birds are emerging.
Cicadas begin rubbing their wings in a low strumming,
as they ready themselves for the sun to be stunning.
They’ll soon be screaming, with high shrill excitement -
as the sun rises higher... they match it and stronger.
A lone green frog is croaking a call - left unanswered.
For the poor thing is just waiting for rain, making his efforts all in vain!
A bright Christmas beetle just flew threw the door.
Clicking and clacking it’s radar is poor.
As it lies on its back, little legs turned sky high,
I turn it around so it can get up and fly.
Let’s not mention flies for they’ve been less this last week.
Thank God for the rains so they began to deplete.
But the full and fat moon all bright in the night,
allowing no need for a torch does delight.
But the change in past tides as they rise and then fall,
leave us in fear for now mozzies appear...
so we crumble as they dart and bite at our ear.
Some happy plants > not happy,
as the grasshoppers chew,
I organically spray them, to be kind..... who knew?
Ah, the smell of the jasmine & frangipani is sweet
as it lingers on the moist hot air as I speak.
You can smell the wet earth and the electrical air,
as the storm in its frenzy passes by with such flare!
“Over here” that lone frog, is begging the cloud.
“But it’s not your turn!” says the cloud with a scowl.
But how can this make me feel like it’s Christmas?
You question my mind, “for she’s lost it this time!”
Well for me at least, it’s the recipe combined:
the sounds, the smells the whole thing in tune -
the flora and fauna all doing their part;
to make this old chick, soften at heart.
The body is slow from heat and no sleep.
The mind all frazzled from too much to do.
The actions are wired to a brand new beat,
for AIrbnb guests are arriving, I’m feeling the heat!!
Sadly, Covid has been a real monster all year,
and hasn’t gone yet and it should be well feared.
But here where I sit we’ve no community transmission.
Call it luck, call it guidance, call it a blessed geographical remission.
But Xmas is coming in less then three weeks,
so family can travel, that makes it so sweet.
The planes on the tarmac are beginning to shriek, as they start up their engines, their crews and their P.P.E.
For our domestic state borders, for now, have come down,
and I can lose that sad frown. Why?
My babies and their babies are all coming to town!
Well at least for today, fingers crossed it’s all go,
I begin to think we might just make a Chrissy show!
The thunderous roar of the storms or the planes
will soon include grandchildren pounding the timber grain.
The sound as they run through the house with good cheer, is something to long for and something to fear??
But as I laugh and I prep and start singing a carol, there’s no end to this story or even a moral........
Just find the good cheer to make Xmas appear.
Be it in person or ZOOM - just don’t shut down with fear.
Stay safe, stay focussed and be your own shining light.
For soon it will be Christmas Eve and I’ll wish you goodnight!
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But remember:
With the bad and the good from 2020, all lined up raw, front and centre;
I send love and good wishes to all in the CC forum.
For those who don’t celebrate Christmas, I wish you peace and good will.
As I get ready the broom to throw 2020 in the bin >
..... may the Christmas days ahead, bring us all love with some gin! (🥂LOL)
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