I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. Our family certainly did, although we and the rest of Perth, sweltered through 38+ degrees during the ‘big’ day!
It really has got me beat why Father Christmas would want to wear such a heavy outfit, as he pops into our houses during Christmas eve. In fact my daughter reckons he wears a red Stubbies singlet, a red pair of shorts and in keeping with good Aussie tradition, red thongs!
Rudolph obviously needs buckets of water, to get through all the cantering he has to do, so there was water, Christmas cake and an energy bar left out for the hard working reindeer and Christmas Stealth!
I drove the nine hour journey home a day or so, after Christmas and was captivated by the stubbles that are turning yellow/brown and beginning to break down, after being harvested; the wide blue skies of the Wheatbelt and the vastness of the land. Yeah, there are trees, native bushes and vegetation, but you can also scan the horizon, in areas, and not see anything – just like this photo shows.
I actually found it to be quite an isolating feeling when there was only me on the road, no mobile range and it was above forty degrees and I rarely feel like that… I put it down to the heat!