It’s Not Always a Day at the Beach

Sometimes it’s dark even when the sun comes up

He went into the water fully clothed… (Author’s photo)

We’ve left Christmas behind us (and a merry, merry Christmas it was) and now, two days and a thousand miles later, we’re at this place where winter barely shows its icy breath. For most of the year we live in Michigan’s upper reaches, across the Mackinac Bridge, at the easternmost point — an island only reachable by water or by…