Gift received, and opened.
I couldn't wait.
I'm that way.
It's December, already!
Not a lot of clues from the box itself ... an address in a town I know quite well, but I don't know any Dwellars FROM there, even though I find reason to hang out near that particular post office fairly often. Yes, I tried to peel off that address label, but the one underneath is also addressed to me. Drat.
No clues from the envelope ... but what about the card?
Pretty butterflies!!
Could there be a clue in this? What Dwellar wouldn't be as fluid writing an offering of Christmas greetings ...
Very pretty flowers, but, frankly, not Christmas-y, per se. I have a suspicion ...
Awesome cool! A roll of Cowgirl tape! I can put this to good use. Much more fashionable than plain old duct tape for trussing up people who annoy me. It's a pretty large roll too. You know my needs, Cellar Santa!
Now what might this be? A tiny little crate to hide tiny little bodies in? Just what I needed!!
No, that's not it. But ... hey, I know that logo! Most of the stuff these guys make you can't ship through the mail, thanks to a certain Mr. Oswald ...
Wow, Cellar Santa, you did great! That's a sweet find!
Watch, Compass, and an LED flashlight! Super cool. I love clip watches!
J'Accuse ... richlevy, because of the non-denominational wrapping paper and card, the excellent sense of style, and the whimsy represented by the tape. And I think he gets near that post office from time to time ...