Not so much Christmas and Easter. Although they’re different down under too. Come to think of it, they drive home the very same point--my family is ten thousand miles away.
I just don’t celebrate Halloween, Thanksgiving, or July Fourth any more.
Okay, I admit it. I’ve tried to encourage Halloween, but I feel a bit silly, cackling in my witch costume, when all the flowers are blooming, and we are like the only house handing out lollies.
Every year, I have fantasies about a Thanksgiving dinner, but everyone is at work. By the time the weekend rolls around, I realize I should be Christmas shopping.
We do have an American flag hanging up at our house. And it may surprise you to know, it was up during the Bush years.
No parades for us on Memorial Day. No picnics. And it’s definitely not the beginning of summer.
A Yank lives here.
It's good to remember.
(side note: I was staring at the date on your post thinking: huh? Why does it say May 26th? ... Then I realized it's already tomorrow where you are!)
Love the photo. Best of the day, I think.
Thanks for the comment on my blog and stopping by :-)
It feels kind of funny celebrating things on the other side of the globe, doesn't it? I know what you mean.
It reminds me of when I spent last Christmas in Europe and it snowed, my first ever white christmas. It's bizarre to us kiwi's who celebrate Christmas in the sun with a BBQ, in jandals. It was bizarre but I think white snow makes it feel much more christmas-y and it resembles the snowy santa xmas cards which look nothing like the kiwi summer christmas! ;)
This picture sure gives flashbacks. Nice post! :)
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