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Thursday, September 3, 2009
Sea Glass -Everything you always wanted to know
I didn't know much about sea glass when I first started picking it up on the beach and collecting it years ago, except that it was pretty. I make jewelry out of it and have big vases of it in all colors. My friend, Dale, gave me a book about sea glass for my birthday and WOW is it interesting. Sea glass is graded by color (extremely rare, rare, uncommon, common) and frostiness (A-D). There are also 'bonus' points for being a shard from a rare type of glass or bottle.
I was inspired to spread my sea glass out and take a good look at it. Then I separated the colors and put each color in a different glass container.
Let's start with the Blues...(I got the blueeeees)
I used to have a lot of blue (classified as 'Rare'), but have used most of it to make jewelry. It gets harder and harder to find. The turquoise color is also Rare and the large piece on the upper left side could be the bottom of a medicine bottle.
I know some of those square ones are tiles, but I like 'em.
Soft Green
Soft green is classified as 'Uncommon', but is pretty common on Isla Mujeres. It ranges in color from the palest green to a darker color as you can see here. Some of the long, thin dagger shaped ones are automobile glass shards.
The darker color (middle to right) are old Coca Cola bottles and you can see the vertical rib pattern on some pieces.
This color makes pretty jewelry and is the color of the shallow areas of the sea
This is a cool piece that I think is from an old Mason Jar dating around the 1920s.
Purple
I thought these were Pink, but silly me...the book says they're purple and purple is Rare. What they call pink is a peachy color. I found a really cool piece of pink sea glass that was 'frilly' and I made it into a necklace. I think that it was Depression glass in a past life and now it hangs around the neck of a lovely lady named Dianne.
I also like this necklace, made of a 'purple' bottle neck and a strand of white moonstone beads.
Brown
Brown is 'common' and usually from beer bottles. Older shards can be from brown Clorox bottles. Brown can range in color from amber to darker shades.
Kelly Green
It may be rated 'common' but I think it's pretty.
This color mostly originates from green beer bottles and Sprite bottles.
Other Greens Forest, Lime, Jade
There are many different hues of green and most are considered 'uncommon'. I have found a couple of Lime Green pieces, one with which I made this necklace. I was reluctant to part with it.
White
White is common, but I think it makes some of the prettiest jewelry.
White sea glass lived it's former life as clear glass bottles.
Black
"Black Glass" is truly an exceedingly dark green or brown, but it's called 'black' and is considered 'extremely rare'. Iron slag is added to glass to get this color and therefore, it's very strong and usually found in large pieces, like the large bottle neck.
Sea Tile
Mostly tile or pottery, I like these. I have some with cool words on them or numbers.
I wonder where all of it came from, if there's something really old there or a shard with a good story. Did some of it come from a home, damaged in a hurricane or a ship, sunk at sea? Sea Glass is getting more rare overall due to less littering and more plastic being used for bottles than glass. I still think it's a treasure and love to walk along the beach and collect it.
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Hanging with Nelsy in Isla
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Mimosas
No, not the kind you drink at baby showers. I'm talking about the trees. I parked my car under one the other day and it reminded me that my Grandparents had two huge Mimosa trees in their front yard when I was a kid and I spent many happy hours perched up in them. I loved their soft, fern like leaves and the feathery hot pink blooms that smell so good and attract butterflies and hummingbirds, too. There is something about the way their branches spread out so wide that makes them perfect for climbing.
My Grandparents also had a gigantic Weeping Willow in the backyard, that made a perfect playhouse under the fall of branches in the cool shade. My friends and I would set up little homesteads in there and play all day. There was also another tree of some sort in the backyard that had very slippery bark. My Granddad could take out his ubiquitous pocket knife and slice off a little twig from that tree, about the diameter of a pencil, cut a notch or two in it and the bark would slip up and down it, making an instant whistle. It was so cool!
Sadly enough, as I zoom into look at their old house on Google Earth, I see that the Mimosa trees are no more. The Weeping Willow is gone, also, but there is a tree where the 'Slippery Bark' tree was that could possibly be the same tree and it looks like the big Magnolia is still out front.
The neighborhood has changed. It was so 'out in the country' when I was a kid. I still remember hearing the far off train whistles at night and sleeping with the attic fan on and the windows open. Long white curtains fluttered gracefully in the breeze like friendly ghosts and I always woke in the morning to a chorus of birds and the smell of something delicious cooking in the kitchen.
I spent a lot of time at my Grandparents' red brick home when I was a child and was allowed to eat as much ice cream as I wanted. I am almost afraid to drive by the house when I go to Tulsa to visit, because I think I would be overcome with memories and sad that it didn't look the same. God forbid someone has neglected it. I remember every tiny detail of that house, from the copper pulls on the cabinets to the tiny hexagonal aqua tile in the bathroom and I still dream that I'm there quite often. Sometimes my Grandparents are even there with me and I know, in my dream, that they have passed on and what a rare opportunity I am afforded to get to spend some more time with them.
Next time, I'll be sure and look out the big plate glass window in the front room and see the Mimosa Trees. I know they'll be there!
Isla Mujeres - July 2009 Part 3 "People"
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