Pre-Winter Beach Break

5. December 2008 by PB Rippey.

The day after Thanksgiving the family visited a minus tide at my infamous beach. The light was wild at 4:30p.m.—like stepping into a special world of candlelit glass, water and rocks glossy from the glow, people illuminated dazzlingly one second and with a brief turn in sudden deep silhouette the next. Magic hour. When drama like sister-meltdowns, barfing babies and the death of a family dog in a scant pocket of 24 confusing, emotional hours is simply unimaginable…