I 'needed' a little 'therapy' on Tuesday, so I made a jaunt to one of my favorite thrifts. I soon found that I just.wasn't.into.it (!??!)
I decided to take advantage of the sunny afternoon, and try another form of 'therapy' ~
Now, mind you, 'my' seaglassing spot isn't really a beach, per se'. It is merely a small strip of land on the North Shore of one of the larger Finger Lakes with water access. It's on the edge of a park, between piers and boat launches. You have to climb through over growth, to find the 5'-10' x 100' strip of heavily littered and neglected area of 'sandy beach' adjacent to the water's edge.
You can imagine my 'disappointment' when I arrived, and found two older women already 'combing' 'MY' beach! In good seaglassing form, I started my search on the opposite end from where these women were. I was PLEASANTLY SURPRISED to find that it was a 'stellar' day for seaglass though! BIG WAVES were bringing in new specimens as I watched, and 'dove' for them before the waves carried them back out.
As my path crossed with the two women, I chatted with one of them (the other was clearly Disgusted that I was there!). In usual 'beach combing' form, the woman eyed my quart size ziploc, and asked what I was looking for... I told her 'Whatever catches my eye!'. It was then that I glanced toward the LARGE grocery bag she was rapidly filling. She closed it abruptly and stated "Oh, that's my bra, I had to take it off because it was bothering me and my boob kept falling out"
OH MY!! T.M.I !!!
My afternoon of soaking up a few 'rays', yielded 'the most' seaglass I have EVER gotten in one quest, an 'interesting' encounter, and proper 'therapy'!
Now, if somebody would just explain 'The Gold Horse' that I found... or maybe not. I'm quickly learning that some stories are best left untold!!