© Linda Davick for WhistlefritzThe wind let up today–did you hear about the woman being blown off a cliff last week on the Coastal Trail? And work let up, too. So this evening we hit the beach and discovered that beach glass season is upon us! I made a big haul.
I'm worried though, because now Peter's got beach glass fever, too. He and Anne and Carmen make their six mile beach run daily; and they're hoovering up all the glass before I can get to it! When we ran into him tonight he gloated as he pulled a prize piece out of his pocket to show me. It was a beauty. (Aqua with wire running through it.) That's gloating Peter (below) with Carmen behind him.
6 comments:
This is distressing. Do you need to get up earlier?
... or time your hunts when the tide's going out?
The ocean is a big rock tumbler. Discarded glass a few miles inland is sharp and screams "litter". But the sea turns them into gems!
I wish we lived closer to the ocean...sigh. I love that illustration! Makes me wish I had a tail.
Cute-a rooni illustration.
When collectors compete things can get nasty! Beware I warned you!
ps I think my word verif code below is trying to say you are tired:
"uitrtd"
Well, now I know there is a season for beach glass...
Let's hope there are more than enough beach glass for all of you :)
*What a fun illustration. The cat's gleaming teeth remind me that I need to schedule Christer's teeth cleaning. You made me a better mom. Thanks, Linda!
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