Very apt words for the night Santa makes his rounds and also very apt for the night Santa Ana made rounds in Yuma.
"And what to my wondering eyes did appear"?
A pall of brown dust rising a few hundred feet from the ground, flags flying at horizontal attention, the 'Arizona Room' appearing as if 'eight tiny reindeer' had partied with too much Yuletide cheer and a variety of Christmas decorations performing incredible acrobatics as they whiz past.
But glory be, the little 'poipull' Christmas tree is still standing on the trailer reach thanks to the whole role of duct tape DB used to anchor it.
However a neighbour's palms didn't fare so well.
Ahhh, memories are made of this!
