Cheering up

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, everywhere I go.  Especially since my everywhere includes the bedroom, where an amarylis is growing and the living dining area, where the tree is up and decorated and my little swirling candles and chimes are up.  Tim put the tree up and hung the lights then I tossed what I could from a relatively standing position.  I put together and cleaned my little angel chimes and am always amazed at how flimsy they are. Today I tried to find a replacement but apparently it’s difficult.  The original company went out of business when the market was flooded with cheap imitations from China and now supposedly the production has moved to Turkey, but I am dubious. They are very sweet because when the air heats up from the candle flames, the angels spin around and ring the brass bells.  I bought a much more substantial version this year from Germany made of wood.  But alas there’s no sound.  There are instead, choir angels who circle around a pipe organ and it is so authentic that the sheet music is actually a traditional carol.

We’re ahead of the game this year though because I went back and read what we were doing on the Winter Solstice last year.  We were on Deal Island and had just found our tree on a day when we also saw a double rainbow!  Then I started thinking about people we met last year and went to read about the Sydney – Hobart race, which begins on Boxing Day.  We met more racers from Victoria who participated in the Tassie Trio, and they many stopped by for a barbecue and good night’s sleep before heading home to Melbourne.

As an end note, sometime over the next couple of days, there will have been 20,000 page views of this blog!  Whodda thunk?

I finished my shopping and are waiting for final gifts to arrive.  Everything else has been wrapped and we are ready to celebrate.

Here come the visitors

Everyone told us that visitors would come after the Christmas and they have. It began with Customs agents yesterday looking for any suspicious boating activity and ended with an eight legged visitor this morning.

Customs agents headed to Deal Island
Last night there were six boats at anchor in our view. There are others in coves we can’t see from the house. We met a couple yesterday who came here on their 28 foot catamaran!
Tim spent the day cleaning gutters and I was still working on floors and yogurt. Then we walked to the lighthouse to close it up for the night.

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This morning I ran into this guy when I was baking english muffins. I got a lot braver with my photos when he was under glass.

Yikes, a visitor

So much for endless summer

Frosty bbq
So much for endless summer. My winter clothes are packed away and there’s frost on the ground. It’s friggin’ freezin’ here. Time to get out more long johns. There’s about a 20 degree daily swing in the temperature.

We just received information about our Tasmania trip from the present caretakers and from a cookbook published by the Friends of Deal Island, which Cooper’s girlfriend, Elizabeth, sent us. It is full of information about the island and even includes a suggested shopping list if you find yourself without a store for three months!

I have to start thinking celsius. High summer temperature is 20.5° C and low is 12.6°. I guess that decimal point adds heat. It wouldn’t make much of a difference in fahrenheit and will make my rounded off conversions a little complicated. Ah but I just found a way to estimate. Double the C, subtract 10% and add 32. Simple, eh? So 55° f to 69° f. Why do we have different systems anyway.

Celsius, meters and kilos make much more sense. I have to think of clothes for 12.6° C, plant a 10 meter square garden and buy 10 kg of 50 kg of flour. Will that fit in a shopping cart. I’ve been working out our food needs in lbs. I knew this was going to get complicated.

Clear skies

The cove
It’s getting colder and windy weather is here to stay. I am glad our last few days here will be sunny and hope for calm seas when we leave.

Shirley waiting to hike
The cats enjoyed the chance to get outside and took several hikes with me. I am feeling a little bit of a traitor because as much as I love Seguin, I am getting excited about going home, seeing family and our next caretaking gig on Deal Island, Tasmania. My three month shopping list is in progress; can’t forget anything.