So here we are, springtime in Tasmania again. Spring has truly sprung folks. The lambs are out and frolicking. The cockatoos are boisterous of a morning. The magpies are swooping the early morning dog walkers. The lads on the bus are nervously switching off their i-pods and trying to talk to the girls. The wallabies have turned feral and have taken to attacking poorly monikered children. Footballers whose teams have missed the finals are turning up somewhat under the weather in nightdresses with foolishly large phalluses attached to them.
Ahh Spring! Glorious Spring! It’s a fine time of year to be alive.
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autumn is approching here in Japan.
*delete as applicable.
In the US, we are getting ready for winters. Soon and suddenly it will come.
I have a great wish to visit Australia during December and see how it feels like to experience a summer-Christmas :-)
Jackie, as someone with a fair whack of Scots ancestry (some of it very recent), I know that they like a moan about the weather, much like us Tasmanians. That said, both lots often have much to moan about!
KL, the kids are sweet, I’m not so sure about their dad’s blog!
Summer Christmas is great, although in Tasmania, it can often feel like a Winter Christmas.
Neorelix, thanks
Isadora, as a kid, I would always get confused when our media would talk about the “summer movie releases” when they meant the US summer. They still do it!