At last, the end

Not a few South Australian will heave a huge sigh of relief at the end of daylight saving. I am fed up of getting up in the dark.
Few, if any, of us realise that the latest sunrise in the year does not occur as it should in the depths of the July winter, but on the first two days of April. (see here) I can only feel for the people of the West coast, it would appear that no one else cares much

'Tis the season

I seem faintly ahead of myself this year, maybe the fact that circumstances of the last few weeks have caused an ongoing sorting out of stuff (still a long way to go). I even wondered if we should put the Christmas Tree up this weekend...Advent not yet begun...I was reminded that Fr Christmas did arrive in Adelaide last weekend...but we'll leave it for a couple of weeks.
So here is my annual blog about the jacaranda, since I saw a wonderful specimen yesterday, which sends the thrill of the late Spring surging through my veins.
Reminding that exams are happening (T was feeling glum last night and I couldn't cheer him up....Ahh well they're NOT all over he said....still a week to go! I allowed him the indulgence of feeling sorry for himself)
Any way the order is almost ready for the Carol Service, there is a deep sense that if we don't do this or that now, then in four weeks time it will be too late!

Dulce et decorum est

It's good and appropriate, that sometimes people of colour should be castigated for their racism against whites. (here)
Aahhhh sledging...should we take it seriously?