The world of commerce, here at our end of the planet anyway, would have you believe it begins the moment they take down the Halloween promo, but here on the Homestead The Season to be Jolly begins on the first of December and not a moment earlier. There is to be no carol singing, list making, decoration devising, indeed nothing to hint at the tide of yule until that magic date. After that…
well then it’s full-on, pull out the stops, crank up the Readers Digest Christmas Carols Collection (4 CDs; something for everyone), don the appropriate headgear and deck the halls for the season of cheer!
Things are starting to wind up for the year. Farm Girl has had her BLENNZ music concert, the school sleepover happens tomorrow, and then it’s only five days until school’s out for summer.
The Renovator has to wait another three days for his holidays to begin, but they will be all that much sweeter as he learnt earlier this week his contract has been renewed for next year. His six week “holiday” will be one big blur of tasks we’ve set aside for him now his work on the kitchen is done.
Speaking of which, while we’re still waiting for water and the dishwasher to be connected, have a temporary bench top (as the wait for our new glass fibre reinforced concrete one stretches into the new year), we’re yet to make the decision on window coverings and we’re holding off hanging the remaining two wall mounted cupboards until the bench is in, we felt this the opportune moment to unveil this new space to you.
Next up is a quick fix up on the end bathroom ceiling, which never really lived up to expectations, and then it’s time to tackle the living room; the final inside task. Oh, the things we’ve learnt in the process.
As the lovely Paul West of River Cottage Australia (we’re very much enjoying some re-runs at the moment) says, every day’s a school day – we’re always learning. Which allows us to bring this post very clumsily but honestly back to the subject of The Silly Season because, over the years, we’ve learnt lots about that too.
We’ve learnt the razzamatazz of Christmas is lovely, nothing beats the shared memories of this annual bookmark in your year, and the look on a child’s (or The Farmer’s) face on spying the gifts under the tree Christmas morning could warm the coldest heart. We’ve also learnt big spending doesn’t actually make for a better Christmas despite the advertisers of the world telling us someone only knows you love them when you open your wallet.
Mostly, we’ve learnt that here at Union Homestead we use the festive season to be silly, have fun, connect, kick back, reach out, and recharge.
It works for us.