Holiday Blog #4 – Traditions
Some of you may be wondering why, with the leaves turning their lovely red and gold colour and the temperature frosting the soil every night, I decided to contact the Lees and begin writing a “holiday” blog. Well, the Nutt family takes their holiday traditions very seriously. Not merely content with roasting chestnuts or building our own wreaths from twigs and leaves (no holly! The grandchildren could eat the berries and they’re poisonous!), we Nutts begin the season by standing on the roof of our two-storey treehouse and shouting “Merry Christmas!” “Happy Chanukah!” “Joyous Kwanzaa!” or even “Sol Invictus!” Sometimes the neighbours stand on their own roofs and shout back. Most of their replies are unprintable but at least it’s in the holiday spirit!
These holiday calls are followed by the ritual burial of nuts and seeds: walnuts, cashews, sunflower seeds and especially acorns are planted, often next to other trees, along a chosen acre of our orchard. This ensures healthy saplings in spring; at least it would if we didn’t forget where half the nuts were buried by the time spring rolls around.
There is also the “car vault.” September always delivers one or two more days warm enough to leave our sports car’s top down, and we can usually ride it with the top up for at least a month after. Upon its retirement to its garage however, the youngest Nutt (currently my grandson, Chester) stands in front of the sports car as it drives into the garage, staring at its headlights as if willing it to stop – only to jump away at the last minute.
Finally, there is the traditional Nutt holiday bridge game, which is followed by the airing of grievances. So as not to offend our family member’s feelings, the grievances are delivered in a high-pitched, twittering noise only the speaker can understand.
So, those are our holiday traditions! What are yours?