I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson

Friday, September 27, 2013

Seaglass: We brought It Home. Now What?

Hi! Fall cleaning here...or at least thinking about it. What to do with all our year's finds of seaglass?

I had an interesting email conversation with my friend Hunter, who was gifted with a treasure trove of rare Maui seaglass. She wants to make something with the finds...but what? Maybe: twisted wire pendants? A suncatcher or mobile? She is a talented crafter so I know she can make something wonderful.

But then I admitted the Truth. We do nothing with our seaglass.

Truly....though crafting with seaglass is fun---a big part of the pleasure is just finding,  owning and displaying it.

I have huge jars of seaglass, including my mom's collection, and my childhood Lake Erie jar---

and we [me and the kids] each have ''new finds'' platters or bowls which just sit out and are admired.
Currently special finds are going on the ship model ledge:

or in bowls....

I always say when I die, Please throw my seaglass back into the ocean! Yet I kept my mom's---beautifully weathered pieces from the Elizabeth Islands, off Cape Cod.
Below, our rare blue and white china finds with a chrome dock cleat behind.

The cache grows and grows. Perhaps some dust settles in or on....
below, a permanent collection, from Costa Rica, in a 19th century grey transferware bowl.

These liquor bottle bases are from the golf course beach, found by my son.

Hurricane Sandy seaglass bottles...yes, almost a year has passed now.

Every fall we sort and declutter, store the glass shards into their jars.

The best/ worst/ is my window ledges that contain favorite finds and my lavender glass collection.
These were all beach finds except the deepest purple one that came from my dad's collection.

The point is one need not MAKE something with the glass, whatever the quality, to treasure and enjoy it.

Above, beach pebbles---we call these bellybutton stones. Even though they have the line all around, and no bellybutton! I don't where the expression originated. These are very prized, usually found on the beach on Cape Cod.
Below, my Zen garden rock stack. There are three more pebbles that go on top but my kids keep knocking them off, darn it.
gone to the beach..... 


Hunter's blog and seaglass post: click here