Taking a big loop around the Little Bitty in Syracuse neighborhood of Eastwood, Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I strayed over the line into Lyncourt.
One neighbor was into the holiday spirit with mixed legends.
Ellie B turned her nose up at the tumult, but I envisioned quite a Donnybrook the night before, an argument of major scale as the rest of the world slept.
Santa laments his busy schedule.
Frosty tells him to shaddup, this warm fall we’ve been having is truly something to bellyache about.
They both turn on the Penguin to scold him for staring, then ask him where he and his mates sit these days now that the telly is so thin.
Joseph consoles Santa and offers a shoulder to lean on.
Mary remains untouched throughout, of course.
Or maybe it was just the wind …
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