The most golden hearted of fellows, Ponsetus comes from a long line of gardeners, horticulturists and arborists. He is always seen by the birds before the sunrise in his gardening gloves and clogs or wellies playing catch with the worms. Ponsetus cannot be idle. Whether it is seeds that he is readying for their pots, or tending to the latest growth in the bell jars he is forever deeply entrenched and in action. From daylight until moonlight he works happily, at peace, and at one with nature. His golden green fingers can bring life back to the limpest of seedlings. Sweet words of encouragement, pampering and a splash from the ever present watering can works wonders and keeps Ponsetus in motion and JingleNog ever blossoming and blooming...