Gratitude
Do You Stop to Pick up Sea Glass?
I love when the light catches it
When I go to the beach, I can’t help but look down. I remind myself to look up at the view and not just listen to the sound of the water as it splashes into the sandy parts of the shore and clatters against the rockier parts.
My dad saw a whale swim by one time when he and my nephew were visiting the playground at our local beach. Someone spotted the whale and shouted to everyone else to look. If something important happens, the other beachgoers will let me know.
I look down because I’m looking for sea glass. At the beaches in the greater Seattle area, you can regularly find bits of glass that have had their edges worn soft by the tides. You can put the pieces in your pocket and trace them with your fingers as you walk.
The glass here isn’t as smooth, rounded, and frosted as some I’ve seen from other places with more powerful wave action. I’ve admired pieces online that look like expensive gems. The stuff I find here is more “craft grade” sea glass, as opposed to “jewelry grade,” but I still think it’s pretty cool.
I like to go to the little beach in my suburb and look for glass. Sometimes I don’t find any, but usually I find at least one piece. The most common color is brown, then…
