bottle beach

some days are just so wonderful....you go out with an idea in mind.. something you heard about.. to see it for yourself... it could be a bust or more than you expected..... 

NYC has so many surprises and finds when your an explorer ,which i like to think i am from time to time....

today was special.. thinking it was going to be a warmer day i wore very few clothes... but by near the seashore the wind was kicking up... and i found myself walking into a chill wind.. my nose running and trying to cover my newly short haircut and more exposed head with a scarf.....

never mind on with the exploration and search.. a littered space mostly of bottles, but other things too mixed in...i walked forever it seemed.. so enthralled i forgot how cold i was.... and warmed by the suns afternoon rays on the way back with my special finds...

an old mirror, cracked on the other side, a very old used hand bag, wallet, old soles and two shards of used pottery.. it felt like treasure to me.. and me the treasure hunter........... not so different from what i do with rocks, flowers and shells... but with this ... it’s history.. a past lived.. gone.. who owned these things.. where are they now...why i adore the flea market.. similar.. but finding.. discovering is the best

happy and full with a day well lived.. finished off with some good columbian food.. and a fire at home , cozy bed and a warm cat waiting to love me up... all is good .... good nite