Trees are popping and flowers are blooming - ok check
September 1 is the first day of Spring - uh ok check
September 2 is Father's Day - uh seriously??
Yes it's been a balmy warm early September down under. I am seriously disoriented; it feels like Indian summer but for the scent of jasmine, Australian wallflowers, and daffodils most definitely heralding Spring.
Adding to my disorientation is the Australian custom of celebrating Father's Day in September. Quaint, cute but most definitely curious!
We started our day by expecting C2 to make his usual Sunday breakfast: Lemon ricotta pancakes, chicken sausages, bacon, and fruit salad. He did so with good humour. He accepted J's gift of a "Daddy's Only" beer carrier filled with Belgian Leffe beer with good manners. We told him he could do anything he wanted with his day but then told him that no, he couldn't go mountain biking, he was coming beach walking with us. He accepted that news with less than good humour or manners but beach walking we went.
It was a warm sunny day and after a hurried kitchen clean-up, we drove about 30 minutes south along Port Phillip Bay to Bon Beach. We walked, we ambled, we played, we rough-housed, we attempted handstands, we threw sticks for Murphy, and we collected shells.
We returned home around dinner time, poured a glass of wine and decided we were all hungry again. Dinner was fit for the King that C2 is: Seared tuna teriyaki with a paw paw, melon, avocado salsa, and wilted spinach. I hope it made up for the lack of mountain biking.