Living a minimalist lifestyle in a caravan allows for creativity conducive to the space available.
Our Christmas tree is usually some tiny artificial thing that sits comfortably on a seat ledge barely 25cm tall, unable to have any of our decorations hung we’ve collected from the different places visited during our travels. But it’s the thought that counts, and what it represents – a time of giving.
So for our 2014 tree, our impromptu creative juices turned to constructing an outdoor one.
With our young adult children Cameron and Claire, we ventured into the neighbouring plantation to collect different pine tree branch lengths, and some pine cones. Laying the branches into a shape of a triangular tree, wire was moulded to affix them into position.
Another time was planned to complete the project, however, this was as far we got due to the bike fall and clavicle experience (refer blog post 050114 A Christmas Break Like No Other).
Christmas came and went. Folk who arrived to camp had probably dismantled or discarded their trees already. Ours still stood skeletal, uncompleted.
It didn’t take much to motivate the camping kids that surrounded our caravan to be sitting at our picnic table smothering peanut butter onto the pine cones. This was after a camping Dad drilled a hole for another camping Dad to thread the wire to hang them from the tree. And this was done after the kids rolled the cones in bird seed like ice cream being rolled in lolly chips. It allowed for Mum’s to have some ‘mum time’ as we had fun being kids again ourselves. Once hung, melted honey was drizzled over the seed, peanut butter and cones giving that glistening tinsel effect when the sun beamed.
The whispers of joyful absorption were unanimous as the first birds landed to start pecking at the treat bestowed to them. The numbers of birds and bird species have been plentiful since. Other passer by campers and children stopped at the sight of the tree and birds dining on the hanging decorations. Kids radiated expressions were just brilliant.