Long shadows and long nights.
Ice and stiff breezes.
December can feel lifeless.
The sun has swung far south, but has paused the past week or two. Solsticeis here.
The past couple of days I have been fortunate seeing bay life. A couple of whales, a few gannets, a seal (all on a ferry crossing), live barnacles, and a tiny fish that got rolled up onto the beach at low tide.
I picked up the fish, felt it squirm, surprisingly strong for its size, then tossed it back into the water.
People come to Beach Drive to see the water, the Christmas trees, to drink at Harpoon’s, to jog along the sidewalk, to get fresh air.
But walk down to the beach and feel life. It’s windier, it’s wetter, it’s wilder, it’s worth it.