Today we celebrated the Winter Solstice. Yes, yes, I know that technically it was on Saturday, but I was working, so shhh, the kids don’t know that. It was TODAY, okay?
As you may have guessed, we have a programme, and here it is:
1. Watch the sun rise at Sunrise Beach. Yes, this was early. And cloudy. So we climbed on the seats instead, and yelled a bit, because there was a campervan that looked all tucked up right near us. I suspect free campers at MY beach access. Hippies.
2. Go out for breakfast at Bistro C (which looks onto Noosa Main Beach). This was much more my style.
3. Wear something yellow. I wore a hair clip of Coco’s as a brooch. And I forced certain family members to wear fake sunflowers in their hair for a few minutes. That counts. Never let it be said I don’t go all out for this stuff.
4. Listen to our Solstice CD, which has contains classic songs like “You Are My Sunshine”. We all sighed with relief when it was finished. All thirteen tracks. Who thought of this tradition?
5. Bake sunflower seed biccies and decorate the house with plastic sunflowers. Box up said biccies and give them out to unsuspecting others, because frankly, they are a bit shit.
6. Watch the sun set. The highlight. Hands down.
This year we had an added bonus of sharing a lovely lunch cooked by one of my gorgeous friends who reports that she “loves cooking and entertaining”. So clearly, she is a complete idiot, but man she can cook. We had delish food, wine, more than a few laughs and two beautiful surprise guests.
The winter solstice has well and truly ended here. Everyone is abed- the kids exhausted, and Nath with what could quite possibly be a terminal case of Man-flu, leaving me with some repeats of Black Adder and a Hot Toddy. Winter, generally you suck, but today, you weren’t all bad. The 23degrees didn’t
Do you celebrate the solstice (because it means Summer is on its way)?
…From The Ashers xx