…that I knew that in a moment it must be Saint Nick.”
“He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself.”*
This fellow delivered the last of the building supplies for the picnic shelter/pavilion today. He was enjoying himself and taking a fiendish delight in holding up some Seattle traffic while unloading.
Now, we wait for the elves to finish with Christmas and start on the building.
*Apologies to Clement Clark Moore