Growing up in on the east coast of Florida, I always found sea glass easily; now that we reside on the west coast, not.so.much. I think it has to do with our water being more shallow & calm (like me) or the fact that people just don’t toss glass off boats as much. Or we use more plastic than glass now?
Kelly and I love to peruse the Bahama beaches for sea glass, but we.can.not.walk.by.garbage. So we always bring an empty bag for garbage and either a cup or our pockets for our glass treasures.
Our first two days on the island we walked directly across the street from our rental to a nice beach area; there were hardly any shells and only a bit of sea glass and a bit of litter. I was disappointed in the sea for those two days and I hope the sea felt it.
Two days later, we were actually with a group of the songwriters who arranged for a beach clean up. Kelly and I were the first ones there, being professional litter gathering nerds and all. This was happening just a bit down the road on the other side of a small hotel. Five minutes into our clean up, and what.do.you.know? Wam, Bam, Thank You Sea Glass Mam we struck gold. I was cleaning up garbage, but also spying all the glass. I made eye contact with Kelly who was about 20 feet away and we had a telepathic moment: she also saw all the glass.
It was coming UP from the sea and landing at our feet. NIRVANA!
*suz looks around to see if she was on camera*
WAIT. I’M HERE FOR A CLEANUP SESSION, NOT MY OWN PLEASURE.
We worked as a great team cleaning up a large portion of the beach; I found three toothbrushes, several shoes, shoe inserts, bottle caps, boat parts, plastic, rope, and water bottles. As a group of about 15, we filled up around 20 XL construction bags of debris in a few hours.
I have this weird thought that runs through my head when I’m cleaning up the beach whether in a group or just Kelly and I. I know one day, I will reach down to pick up something and it will turn out to be either a severed hand or a set of dentures (always with the teeth); that is when I’ll retire my clean-up bag. Until then I’m all in.
RETURN TO THE SCENE OF
JOY THE CRIME
Later on, we headed back to our newly discovered Haven. It was almost too easy. Sea glass, here. Sea glass, there. Sea glass, every damn where.
want need you to know that I am a purist when it comes to sea glass; I do not take pieces that are unfinished.
I had to stop myself every once in a while, look up and make sure Kelly was still in the vicinity and that we’d not accidentally wandered off to Cuba.
MOTHER NATURE SAID YOU HAVE ENOUGH
Three times at Sea Glass Beach when we were only about 10 minutes into our hunt, the damn rain would come out of nowhere. We would have to trot all the way back to the house holding the cup of sea glass , bag of litter, also me holding my boobs because when I go on vacation my boobs also go on vacation.
I just realized that I lied when I said I didn’t get any exercise last week: squatting, crouching and trotting while holding boobs does count as exercise!
Someone asked me what I did with my collected sea glass and without a thought I answered that I placed spells on them and then slipped them into the pockets of those who’ve wronged me.
Why, why, do I not have super powers?
My Aunt and Uncle have been staying on Marco Island for two months this winter and they complained that there isn’t any sea glass to be found. I’m now saving some wine bottles for the Coach to toss far out when he’s fishing. This is the kind of littering I can get behind.
Have you found sea glass before? Is this a new concept? Do you think I’m shellfish for keeping it?