Christmas was hot. Nights bright with stars and loud with crickets.
Both my boys came home and we had a good time.
Cherries are my favourite Christmas fruit.
I've loved the Cherry Tree Carol since I was a child because cherries and roses, not snow, are Christmas delights here.
I've loved the Cherry Tree Carol since I was a child because cherries and roses, not snow, are Christmas delights here.
Of course there was a lot of Christmas baking and eating.
Mince pies, pudding, cake and shortbread as usual. No, the heat makes no difference. I will bake at Christmas.
There was a brief outbreak of Australiana and all the gingerbread bikkies turned out as wombats this year.
Mince pies, pudding, cake and shortbread as usual. No, the heat makes no difference. I will bake at Christmas.
There was a brief outbreak of Australiana and all the gingerbread bikkies turned out as wombats this year.
Tinsels and glass and glitter scented with pine,
and the company of dear friends.
2 comments:
Hello dear Liz,
happy New Year!
it would be lovely to see you sometime soon,
love
Kath
Will be coming in to Melbourne, visting the SLV occasionally - how about a glass of wine along the river - love that bit just below Fed square.
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