Gone Beachcombing

The Hot, Humid, and Heavy weather of this past week has finally gone out to sea. (Hooray)

I’ve decided to do a little beachcombing.

I have noticed, however, that combing the beach with my fine-tooth comb

is a very long and tedious process...

(Note to self:  look for a larger comb.)

Whenever our Fam combs the beach, we are on a mission to find sea glass.

For those of you unfamiliar with sea glass...sea glass is glass with edges that have been smoothed down by sand, rocks, and waves of the ocean.

If you get cut picking it up...it ain’t sea glass. It’s broken glass.

Drop it now.

I’ve been asked by inquisitive and inquiry minds how sea glass gets into the ocean.

Well, inquiry readers...the main point of entry is through the boating community.

Drinking boaters (is there any other kind?) methodically and systematically consume large amounts of alcohol and then toss their bottles into the ocean.

In effect...the boaters and the beachcombers are each a part of the glass recycling cycle.

After the tumbled glass bottles of beer, vodka, and gin wash up,

beachcombers like myself pick up the sea glass and bring it home.

We have the boating community to thank for our lovely sea glass collections.

Anywhooooo..............

Whenever we find...4 different colors of sea glasss...green, blue, white, and brown..

on ONE beach walk...we call that a grand slam.

Or as the boating community calls it...a good night of...

Heineken, Sky Vodka, Gordon's Gin, and Canadian Club.

This past New Years Day...I actually had 2 grand slams on one beach walk.

Woo Hoo.

Imagine what I could find with a larger comb.

Now where is my comb?????

I’ve got some beachcombing to do.