For your amusement…

Boy, what ever happened to our film making careers?

sunday morning…..

sunny sunday morning rufus and i went to petes for coffee. I watched SNL last night and it was actually kind of funny. They were making fun of northern cals own nancy pelosi and her “sanfransisco values”kinda true very funny. I think were going to hang out at the beach its a warm day and later this week a cold snap is coming. thats about it except that i want to encourage everyone to eat some kelp lol.

Confession

Yesterday I came to terms with something about myself. Shelby and Tonya have been teasing me for quite some time that I was a beachcomber, but I denied it. Sure, I noticed the little rocks of different colors sitting in the sand like shining little gemstones just waiting to be picked up… but I didn’t actually bring them home. I mean… what would I do with them?

But yesterday as we were walking on the beach, the tide was low and there was a myriad of shiny little colored stones of all shapes and sizes just sitting in the sand, sparkling in the sun… waiting for someone to pocket them. First I snatched a rock with fossilized shells on it, claiming that it would be educational for my kids. Next it was a glistening piece of white quartz, all rounded from the sea- because Bella likes shiny things. Then there was the heart shaped rock because my neighbor collects them. But then, the jig was up. I found two pieces of beach glass, one white and one brown. There was a little stone that was bright green with white lines through it- how could I pass that up? Then there was a small, flat, black stone that was almost perfectly square and had a single white line going through it’s middle. Another one was round and marbled with red and brown.

I’m not exactly sure what I’m going to do with my little collection, but I know now that I can never stop. I think as long as I don’t put them in my bathroom, and don’t start bringing home driftwood and buoys and thick knotted rope, it’ll be alright. Maybe they should stay outside? I haven’t come up with my boundaries yet, but at least I am being honest about my situations.

My name is Sarah and I like to find particularly lovely things that wash up on the shore, and bring them home.