Citrus Orange

I love orange, and orange sea glass is a rarity. We found this big beautiful piece this summer on our Nova Scotia shores. I think the glass was originally the rim of a bowl or decorative plate, it is slightly ridged, although that is almost worn away. I was going to bezel it, but couldn't bear to cover up any of the glass. It is a beautiful clear day, and I'd love to hit the beach, but have to go to work at my Other Life job. Sigh.

Tea With Honey

Thanks Mirasol's Farm for curating this beautiful treasury. I am sipping tea right now. Life would be better if everyone had more tea.

The Garden

Over the last two days, I've spread 300 kg of compost in the garden. My flowers are singing. My arms are like jello. Someone I know but see infrequently drove by and stopped. Always nice to see someone you haven't seen in a year when you're wearing (and reeking of) compost. Of course, she was totally put together. But my flowers are singing.

Dear Mother Nature,

Thank you for hurricanes that are strong enough stir up the ocean and deposit all kinds of most wonderful sea glass on your beaches, but not so strong as to cause damage or harm. I'm sorry I laughed out loud when I heard the hurricane was named Bill, its just that Bill isn't a very intimidating name and I liked it better when hurricanes were named for women, but I'm over that now.

Love,
Rita

Canadian Treasury Happiness

Thanks to TwentySix7 for curating this Etsy treasury of Canadian artistry, soothing blues and splashes of red and orange to spice things up!

Fishy Fishy

I just posted this little fellow, a hand forged sterling silver fish, complete with hammered "scales". It was fun to make, but I got a little carried away and made him bigger than I meant to. He's definitely not the one who got away.

Sunny Yellow

Just finished this custom order for a lady in the US who sent me her gorgeous piece of glass to bezel. The sunny yellow sings against the silver. Yellow sea glass is very rare, especially a clear bright yellow like this. I want to keep it. But I won`t. I promise.

Sea Glassing in Cape Breton

We just spent a fabulous weekend in Cape Breton, sea glassing, snorkeling, and getting fattened up by my mother's cooking. Its as good as life gets. And then some. We found some truly beautiful pieces of glass, including the one above, but what takes the cake are the thousands of pieces my parents have gathered (and sorted!) since the ice melted off the beaches a few short months ago. Stunning pieces of glass and pottery that are screaming to be made into necklaces, earrings and art. They'll have to scream a bit longer as I have to work at my Other Life Job tomorrow, and then work on some custom orders, but should have some new pieces ready for my etsy shop by the end of the week.



Neil's Harbour beach, where I grew up. My father was a lobster fisherman and once was caretaker for the lighthouse.



Shyloh, patiently waiting for someone to throw her stick, wondering why her people spend so much time poking around on the beach.