Christmas Day
Christmas Day Drive to the Beach On Christmas Day our little family went to pick up trash on the local beach, which was particularly destroyed by a couple of recent hurricanes and the general partying that takes place there. For those who know me, this doesn’t surprise you as a Christmas activity of ours (please see Emma in the car on the way back, below. Note her shirt as well). This activity wasn’t planned; it was just decided by Anthony and I that morning. That morning, Emma found a beautiful, but very recently dead fish, and carried it around as a small pet. Anthony picked up bottles and plates farther down the beach as I was quietly reflecting on that beautiful, but dead, fish, and the hideous trash within this otherwise gorgeous setting. I realized that I was essentially looking among the natural debris of this setting (coral, branches, rocks, shells, leaves), for spots of bright red (Coca-Cola caps), bright blue (Pepsi), dark black (Dove and L’Oréal deodorant, as well as shoe