When I was in primary school in the 1960s we celebrated Wattle Day. I can’t remember if it was 1st August or 1st September, why we celebrated it, or how, nor why it is no longer part of the school curriculum. But what a joy on my walk today to come across a wild untended bush that had burst into bloom and was being busily attended by bees.
And I offer this, from the Mercury Newspaper, Hobart, Tasmania on 5 September 1919. The more things change – the more they stay the same.
“Although Wattle Day has been postponed on account of the influenza epidemic, the president, officers, and members of the Wattle League will meet at half past 10 this morning opposite the railway station, and proceed to the Domain, where the annual ceremony of placing the national flower on the soldiers’ memorial will take place. A sufficient supply of wattle blossom has been arranged for, and the whole of the memorial avenue will be dressed with the bloom.”