Remember when we were kids and the summer holidays stretched on and on forever? That sense of freedom and escape made it such a magic time.
I still love this little interlude.
The frenzy of Christmas has been and gone, a new year
is drying its wings, and you can see spaces begin to appear in the fridge.
It’s summer here in Oz, so while you Northern Hemisphere folk bundle up warm and prepare to zip back into the worlds of work and academia, Australians are, by and large, on holiday. Not
all, of course. We can still dine out or browse through the shops, but a great many arrange their annual vacations for mid -summer and take the kids to the beach. Or the rainforest. Or Paris.
It’s a lovely lazy time to read or catch up on movies. Watch those long, lean cricketing boys swing their bats and hit sixes over the stands. Chat to neighbours, or ponder the stars and the beauties of frilly lizards. Cuddle. Smell the grass and commune with trees. Stand very still in a ferny bush dell and listen to the green vibrations.
A perfect time too to thank the cosmos for the sheer wonder of being alive.
How do you like to spend your lazy days?
PS. There is a book I could suggest…