Baby Boo

 

Here's Baby Boo!

Not to be ever be confused with "Honey BooBoo"! Please.

Her name is Priscilla but her daddy, Jack---Jack O'Lantern, aka Jack Be Nimble, Jack o All Trades and All Hollows---her daddy called her Baby Boo.

Boo was completed too late last October to be offered for adoption, though you may recall meeting her as I created her. This year she's ready! And very excitedly waiting to travel afar, to a new home.

She is so sweet and prim with her real punkin stem, a found pinafore,

crazy quilt cushion with her name embroidered on it...

and teeny tiny shoes with antique jet buttons...  

She will be listed on my etsy site later today, Sunday Oct. 6th, along with her best friend Tabitha the Black Cat.

 
love

lzzy

gone to the beach.....

Dunes, Late Summer

 

It's October---hot and brilliantly sunny here.

Hi everyone! It is still summer where you are?

I don't think we can call this Indian summer [and is that an okay term nowadays?] since there's been no hint of cool weather or heaven forbid, frost. So I'm gonna go with "summer" even as I walk the dunes and shore and search for signs of changing seasons.

The dunes are quite busy with flocks of birds---blackbirds, warblers, crows, rock doves (mourning doves? NYC pigeon escapees?). Arriving sanderlings, above and below; they will winter here.

In the now flat but grassy outer dune area a small band of maybe a dozen of piping plovers has gathered. Oddly they are snuggling into the hot dry sand as if they are nesting. Maybe they are making their spot for next year?

I know, you can't see them! Their camouflage makes up for their lack of defensive abilities. He's in the clump of grass below the dark green goldenrod, towards the left center.

See?

There have been a few oystercatchers on quiet evenings...October 2nd is their usual final grouping and leaving date. And in the marshes, just a hint of amber is appearing, along with large white herons and egrets. The herons/egrets group into small flocks and always remind me of ghosts in the misty marshes.
 oystercatcher, below with sanderlings and plovers...

Goldenrod is just now in bloom. No bittersweet yet on the marsh verge, did it wash away during Sandy?

The roses continue to flower and scent the air with summer...

The bushes also produce very pretty berries...

though on close inspection I see why no creature eats these prickly fruits...

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Softly waving grasses catch to low sun rays...

I put a pumpkin by my doorstep...I am ready, I'm waiting. Hey Autumn! Where are you...?

autumnal sewing strawberry/ c. 1860 wool paisley [sold]

love

lizzy

..................gone to the beach

 

 

piping plover close ups via my friend M. Thank you!

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.

 

 

 

love

 

 lizzy

 

gone to the beach..... 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hunter's blog and seaglass post: click here