The problem with spraypainting is that you can never seem to stop.
I collect seaglass.
Not the kind that comes in a giant bag from Pottery Barn.
I pick it up piece by piece whenever I visit the beach near our house. I scan the sand beneath my strides, my eyes constantly peeled for that little sparkling reflection of glass amongst the rocks.
I stick it in my pocket until we return home. Then I toss it in a jar by our front door.
They add up quickly, don’t they?
This is one of my favorite collections.
When I was little I collected all kinds of things. Barbies, rocks, Pez holders, beads, stickers, pogs.
I didn’t accumulate these pieces in the mall. I found them all while walking on the beach with friends or family. Some of them are from my Mom, some are from my husband. Some I found while running on the beach and others I found while soaking in the sun.
Every piece is a memory of sand between my toes, distant sailboats, long beach chats with my husband or watching stormy clouds roll in.
I have found blue, green, white, purple, brown, pink and even “seapottery”.
The whites are my favorite.
I like this collection because it can keep going and going and going.
Sometimes I fill up a bottle and give it as a gift.
Somehow I don’t think a collection that was bought could be just as meaningful.
We have some new roommates in our home: Opi, Vi and Fie (Short for Opal, Violet and Fiona). Moose and I are fighting the urge to buy a dog, so we are temporarily appeasing ourselves with our three new, lovely Beta Fish friends. (Are we kidding ourselves?)
Did you know female Betas can exist peacefully together? I thought they all fought, but apparently it’s only the males. Typical.
My fellow Pet-Lovers, have no fear. We talked fairly extensively to the “Fish Guy” at PetCo before sticking these girls together. Talking extensively to people is a talent of Moose, so we got the whole fish lowdown.
But I didn’t stick these ladies in any plain, old, round fishbowl. It will be a quaint old sugar jar for them. I bought this oversized mason jar at a garage sale a few years back. Actually, I am pretty sure the lady just gave it to me for free. The cursive raised print is so charming I feel like I’m in Loren Bray’s shop. It also says “five pounds” on the back. It’s the little things like this that give regular objects character.
I actually used this jar for a terrarium for quite some time. Thinking outside of the box helps make common items much more interesting!
Do you have any pet babies?