Collected from the beach in Barbados. The colours stand out on the beach quite easily. As a child, I always looked out for these pieces. The green came from Sprite bottles, the brown from Banks beer bottles, the white from Coke bottles. Occasionally, you would stumble upon a piece of china glass, as in the one at the far back with hints of blue. The red one I threw in even though it is plastic. A fraud. Years ago, all soda came in bottles, so the beaches would invariably be littered with pretty sea glass. The more rounded the edges, the longer it had been nudged, massaged and caressed by the ocean.
Now, with the introduction of plastic, the result can no better be described as disasterous for the environment. I promised I would only write about things that made me feel good while in Barbados. This one is hard to ignore. I wish the bottling companies would be kinder to the earth and resort back to glass. Better for the beach, the ocean, and the avid sea glass collector.
Today is the official kickoff of our trip to Barbados for the summer. While the kids get their last zzz’s before the flight, I am finishing last minute details… packing, weighing luggage, repacking, laundry, liquids out of hand luggage, blogging… you know, the usual. I have a track record of packing down to the wire: a pattern learned no doubt in university. The art of pulling an all nighter to make sure I have everything is nothing new. With three kids now, it is usually inevitable for me in times like this. Must be nerves. Since my husband is not joining us for another few weeks, this part is a little bittersweet. Up up and away…
