Instead we have sun, and lots of it, and sometimes heat if summer decides to show up on time. Some people have their Christmas lunch outdoors, although weirdly a lot of us have the traditional Christmas turkey with all the trimmings, the roast vegetables, the ham and Christmas pudding afterwards, all eaten inside, with more people stuffed around the table than can possibly fit, and when I was growing up not a lot of people had air conditioning so it was always a muggy old affair.
Instead of snow I can see this out in my back garden.
My vegetables have gone ballistic. Nothing like a bit of sheep poo from the farm.
Instead of snowmen and frost I can see this out of my front door.
The tiles on the neighbour's roofs shimmering in the heat, the grass on the distant hills starting to brown off, the big big blue sky and the gumtrees getting that haze about them that suggests the eucalyptus oil is on the move and is just about ready for a bushfire, should a lightening strike, (or some idiot with a match) decide to strike.
Thinking about that....the Country Fire Authority (CFA)...are the volunteers that make up the fire fighters in our rural communities here in my state. Other states in Australia have similar organisations. This is what they normally do....
However at Christmas time, usually on the night before Christmas Eve, you can find the CFA driving around the streets of country towns, with Santa precariously hanging off the side, with volunteers throwing bags of lollies out to all the children. You always know they are coming because the siren will 'whoop' and the children will spill out of their houses like the beans out of a beanbag with a hole in it, and it just wouldn't seem like Christmas without them.
If Christmas day happens to coincide with a really hot day then Christmas lunch might dissolve into a massive water fight on the front lawn. You know, the perfect opportunity to completely drench any relatives you might not necessary like. The kids have a ball and usually get sunburnt and with all that running about the lawn and throwing water someone will undoubtedly get hurt and the whole thing is likely to end in tears. Either that or a brand new toy will get broken. But it's a hell of a lot of fun in the meantime.
Your best Christmas outfit will most likely be a floaty dress, something maxi even, that hides the food baby you will most certainly have later. Stupid paper hats at lunch are a must, crackers with bad jokes are a given and your Dad falling asleep on the couch in the afternoon just goes without saying.
The lead up to Christmas, I can imagine, would be pretty much the same in the Northern Hemisphere as it is here. The frenzy of trying to buy your Christmas presents in time, the stress of it all...and if you're anything like me....the TWO hours it takes to wrap it all up. This is just part of the crazy Christmas load for this year.....
Anyway, I hope this has shed a little bit of light on what goes on WAY down south during the festive season. Have a good one!