I walked on lighthouse beach today, my feet often making no mark upon the frozen sands. Wind cut through gaps in my clothes and the sun leaked orange light though gaps in the clouds, but gave no warmth. Some ice rimmed the salt pond and a thin sheet covered the fresh one. I picked up a few blackened Coors Light cans from the sand drifted over the remains of a beach fire, shook out the sand, and carried them back to the bins at the top of the stairs...then headed back to Hammond and warmth.....and leftovers from Thanksgiving dinner!
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