It’s very late and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to come to the workshop. I woke Mrs. Claus hours ago and told her I was going to “do a night shift” so she wouldn’t worry if she woke up and I wasn’t there.
It’s very quiet and instead of sitting in my office, I’m at the desk on the balcony overlooking the workshop floor. The elves are working and I can just make out the murmur as they go about making toys. It is a very different setting then the hustle and bustle of the busy, noisy “day shift”. The differences in the two shifts are the night shift doesn’t receive supplies but delivers and makes sure there are enough supplies for everyone during the day. It’s as if the machines know it’s late at night and those not working need their sleep so they are extra quiet.
I have sat and watched the wonderful site down on the workshop floor for hours. It truly is wonderful to watch someone do something they really like to do. The love that is put into each toy makes that toy all the more special. The elves put so much care in the toys because they know how much each good girl and boy will love the toys.
As I was watching the elves I looked up and saw one of the most beautiful sites I have seen in a long time. Out of the windows was this world I hardly get to see anymore. The sky is an indigo blue with all these tiny white specks. The mountains are white with streams of ice blue, purple, pink and yellow running down them disappearing into a lake of white with a dusting of millions of tiny diamonds sparkling under the glow of the full moon. Surrounding the lake is a forest of blue, green and black shadows made tall by the lights of the houses that are lit by elves still up, just getting up or just getting home from their jobs. It looks so peaceful and new. There are no footprints in the sparkling wonderland of the night…only the sounds of peace. I am in awe of such wonders.
The answer to yesterday’s TRIVIA is
What is one of the things that happened this year at the North Pole?