I just got back from a beach vacation at Sauble Beach. There's nothing like the beach, the sound of the waves, walking on the squishy sand in bare feet and getting out of the heat. It was a blessed 10 degrees cooler near the shores of Lake Huron. I feel really re-charged after a week of doing nothing but reading and walking along the beach.
It's a bead-magpie's ritual to seek out local bead shops and then share the stash you brought back. My bead shop was the beach and my husband and son made fun of my handfuls of pebbles and delicate shells I brought back to dry in the sun. I say, take a good look at them and tell me if you don't see what I do....
Ok, so maybe a few of you are giggling. I did make a legitimate purchase on a trip to a local artists co-op in Owen Sound. I picked up a clay coffee cup I was smitten with. I love the color of the glaze and the slight sparkle it has to it. When I got home, I went to the cupboard and cleared out 6 unused coffee cups and replaced them with this one.
I didn't spend alot but I came home with some real treasures - a different bead stash but one with more meaning.
