Everywhere we look, we can see that Christmas is approaching. Carols sing out in the stores, while the Santas outside ring their bells to encourage charitable donations. Boats nearby have lights strung the full length of their rigging. Red bows and pine wreaths gaily adorn bulkheads and hulls. There is no sound of prancing or pawing reindeer hooves on the roof, but the miniature shrimp beneath the hull snap and crackle to fill the void.
Murray and Heather Rand's adventures aboard Windswept IV
