Christmas down under --
red pohutakawa blossoms,
swimming at the pool
When my Kiwi friend invited me to spend Christmas with her in
New
Zealand , I wondered what the holidays would be like down under,
where Christmas falls in the middle of summer. I once spent the holiday in Hawaii , where Christmas trees are Norfolk Island pines with orange lights, the lyrics of
traditional Christmas carols have tropical twists and Santa surf-boards in to Waikiki beach in floral trunks. New Zealand turns out to be just as strange compared
to my American Midwestern experiences of snow and fir trees and Santa riding in
a sleigh drawn by reindeer. Sure enough, we spend Christmas day at a swimming
pool.
But one thing I love is
the way people decorate their homes with red pohutakawa blossoms. The
pohutakawa tree, native to the rocky coasts of the North Island , blooms in December. European settlers
called it the "Christmas tree" and used the blossoms as a substitute
for holly. The buds are as white as mistletoe before they open and then they burst into tassels of crimson stamens set against oval green leaves that look
like bay leaves.
The first settlers, the
Maori people, used the leaves and bark of pohutakawa for a variety of medicinal purposes. Early European settlers used a concoction of the inner bark as a cure for
dysentery. They also used the strong, durable timber for ship building,
exporting much of it, which depleted stands of the trees.
Fortunately, they did not
cut down one of the largest and oldest, an 800-year-old tree that plays a crucial role in Maori funeral practices. According to my Lonely Planet guide, "the wairua of the departed was
told to haere ki te Po (go to the Underworld). At Te
Rerenga-Wairua, Cape Reinga, the soul slid down the roots of a lone pohutakawa
(which still stands), took a last look at Aotearoa from the summit of Ohau in
the Three Kings Islands, and then rejoined the ancestral spirits in Hawaiki
(simultaneously the name for the Underworld and the ancestral homeland)."
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