Should one ever have need for recuperation, whether it be for mind and body or just the need for fresh air, I highly recommend the Oregon Coast. The first thing after checking into the hotel we put on our boots and beat feet down to the sand. It was rather warm and no rain so made perfect weather to look for shells and the most cherished item,”beach glass.” You know, glass that has rolled around sometimes for years in the ocean and it’s sharp edges made smooth from the sand. So there I am searching fruitlessly for what seemed like hours standing in yet another rocky area of surf which is prime area for beach glass..........nothing! MeMa walks right up next to me and quick as that she reaches down picking up the most beautiful piece of glass that we have ever found.
It is definitely the prettiest piece of beach glass in our collection.
There she is with her little red beach combing bucket, the little pixie has outdone me again.
The casino hotel only has three floors. We always request the third because most people walk as though they are doing jumping jacks. We have a great ocean front view.
Our second day has turned into a wonderful stormy day with high winds and rain. A perfect day to either sit by the window in our room or hit the road and visit some of the sights, we chose the latter.
Devils Punch Bowl
Oh, interesting names for those last two.ReplyDelete
I never thought to look for beach glass. I did always look for shells.
MeMa is definitely a lucky lady. :-)
God bless you all, Doc.
We have an old goldfish bowl that we keep our collection in. I have pieces from all over the world.Delete
An interesting coastline. I had never thought of collection beach glass either. That is a lovely piece.ReplyDelete
So colorful but smooth from its time in the sand and oceanDelete
That bit of glass looks to have come all the way from Venice, Italy. I wonder how it ended up in Oregon?ReplyDelete
It really is amazing.Delete
Venetian glass beads ended up in Africa 300 years ago. Particularly in Ghana.Delete
How completely soothing. I hope your entire stay was the same.ReplyDelete
It was Joanne, thanks.Delete
That piece of beach glass belongs in a museum. Gorgeous. I would love to scour the beach for those. Oh and the waves. I am a sea girl at heart but a landlubber by chance.ReplyDelete
We love the beach and love to go on long walks exploring tide pools but always keeping an eye open for beach glass.Delete
If there is one thing more irritating than people who make you wait for their 'approval' before they put up your comment, it is someone who takes the time to put up comments but does not respond to them. What is the matter with you people? Do you want or need other people's reactions, or are you just happy to put stuff up and have others acknowledge that you have?ReplyDelete
Sorry if I have angered you Tom, I was enjoying our stay at the beach and trying to post from my phone. I was not able to respond until we got home. I don’t have a “need” for anyone’s response but do appreciate them.Delete
Beachcombing is such a lovely occupation and MeMa certainly does it in style with a special bucket! I have never found such a brightly coloured piece as hers. My mother always hunted for pieces of green glass, I think because she loved the Rossetti poem with the line, 'green glass goblin'.ReplyDelete
Most of our collection is comprised of green glass and blue glass.Delete