Day Lily

I might as well confess.  I am rubbish at Christmas.  I can't do it - not in this heat.

Even after more than 50 years Christmas isn't Christmas unless it's cold.  It can be cold and dry, cold and wet, or cold and snow.  The one constant is cold.

Sorry, fellow Antipodeans, but there it is.

Merry Christmas folks, wherever you are.