Perhaps Santa Claus really exists.

Upon returning home Christmas evening, I noticed a new snow shovel sitting inside the door.

“It was on the porch,” Kathie said. She didn’t know who had left it there.

I examined a gift tag, attached to the handle. “Case family” was all that it read.

Perhaps there really is a Santa Claus.

The previous weekend, I had been outside using my handle-less snow shovel (it broke off under the stress of last winter’s snows.) Apparently, someone noticed me outside pushing snow around with the defective shovel.

I had been intending to purchase a new one anyway, once the roads improved.

And then, this snow shovel appeared at our house.

I have my suspicions about who might have been the giver, but, hey, it’s always nice to think, Maybe Santa Claus really did drop it off.

Anyway, thanks Santa.