Death by sunshine
When you live at the beach year-round, any morning walk can become an adventure. The bright red scarf caught my eye from a half-block away. I thought someone might have dropped it over the New Year's weekend as they rushed down what had been a snow-covered sidewalk. As I got closer, I saw that it had a long fringe and a knot. Near it on the ground was a whole carrot. As I walked by, I smiled, thinking of how we toss baby carrots in the garden in the winter to feed the local rabbit population. But this was a large, whole carrot. I stopped and returned to take a second look. I soon saw more evidence of what had happened. Two large clamshells, two moon snail shells and some beach pebbles were out of place at the edge of the sidewalk, but they told the rest of the story--death by sunshine. A snowman had met his demise, leaving behind just a few reminders of his presence. I would have shared my discovery, but no one was around. I smiled as I resumed my stroll, leaving the puzzle for the next passer-by to discover anew.