I am sweeping up the tinsel, and washing all the pots and pans; putting christmas back in the cupboard for another year. Although with the race of time passing maybe I should just leave it all on the table?
Christmas day was cool and blustery with the occasional micro dot of a rain drop. K, myself, lovely niece and two chilled out pals had an enormously feasty day on turkey with all the trimmings, followed much later by mince pies and brandy butter (oh yes). Feeling very fortunate and blessed to be groaning from over-eating, and safely housed from the elements, in a wonderful spot with such special people.
The night after Christmas we had our first proper rainstorm of the season. Clouds moved in throughout the day. Some spat at us rudely, others just hung around in gangs. Heat and humidity built up all day, and finally heavy drops fell like pebbles on the roof, gathering strength until the thrumming din drowned out all other sound. Waterfalls cascaded off the wriggly tin, and foamy rivulets raced towards the dams.
Today the fish eagles have been feasting on bull frogs. A pair of eagles, fat as ticks, are perching sleepily by the dam nearest the gate having spent the day swooping down on the huge bullfrogs that emerged after the rain. I am hoping there are still enough there for the raucous frog party that usually follows a good rain. Then, the calls of bull frogs, rain frogs, foam nest frogs, and all the bubbling croaking cacophony reach such a crescendo that the sound fills your whole head. It is the best new years party on earth i am sure.
Looking ahead and wishing all the blogger fraternity an excellent and dream filled 2009. I have really enjoyed blogging with you these past months and thank you again for all your kind comments on mine – love them! Blog On!!