There is a house down the street which has Xmas screaming on it. There are two Santa Claus at the gate, one at the roof and balloons and dolls spread all over the garden. And a dog forever barking. Don’t know if it is the owner’s version of Christmas carol.
Next to the house, there is an old couple who are trying to get the lights fixed. They have been at it for a week now. Each time I pass, I get a smile and I see the old man trying to climb a ladder to extend the lights up to the roof. I think I know the why the efforts. You can hardly see the entrance of the house as the garden is overcrowded with all types of flora, not fauna – roses, lemon tree, few types of other trees covered with net. Always wondered what the nets were for but I think it is some type of protective covering from the birds that sit on them. Amazing how people love and care for their greens here.
It is Christmas just two weeks later. My neighbour Lynne is also busy sprucing her garden and house to welcome her sister, daughters and relatives who will call on her. A few are staying for a day or two and she is so excited.
And I have a husband who is not excited about Christmas. He has never been to a church in his life, never been baptised and says Christmas is for kids and presents. But of course this is not to say that we won’t be celebrating. We have a lunch party at his parents’ home as is the ritual each year. I can’t be whining, there is more fun lining up around New Year’s.