santa-clause.

A big thank you to ALL my Santas for all my gifts. I've completely lost the plot, but am completely overwhelmed. Super thank you.

All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like gold in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.

Such was life in the Golden Gate:
Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
And I was one of the children told,
'We all must eat our peck of gold'.

- Robert Frost