Those who have known me for any length of time know I love the beach. I also love to walk the beach and have beachcombed my whole life; always looking for the treasure. When I was a pre-teen I found this:
I have NO IDEA what it is. I have been told it’s fossilized, most likely whale. (If you know or know someone who could tell me, that would be GREAT!) At any rate, I thought that would be the find of a lifetime. It may be, but it wasn’t what I was looking for. Actually I was looking for REAL TREASURE. I was born and raised on the Treasure Coast of Florida. Named for the countless Spanish Galleons that lay sunk off her shores. I grew up hearing the tales and hoping to find my little piece. It never happened.
As my love the of the beach and all things marine grew I longed to find certain items. Shells, of course, became a love. Heck! They are freakin’ everywhere! Shark’s theeth were also my my radar. I mean, how cool are those? But, I never could find one. Then I wanted to find the illustrious whole sand dollar. Never could find one in my youth. Not too long ago I found one on the bayside of my Florida island. I was somewhat happy with the find… it was tiny, but I took it!
Earlier this month I was once again combing the beach with a good friend of mine. I looked down and found another sand dollar! A little bigger than the last one, but still small in comparison to the broken monsters I see regularly on the beach. My friend found SIX. At that point I have to admit, I had a little butt hurt. I have walked that beach for HOURS and never found that many at once (or even ever for that matter… not including the ones I have seen SCUBA diving or snorkeling). While we were headed back, and I was inwardly pouting, that is when I saw it….. the granddaddy of them all. The treasure I have have been searching and searching for (not the gold), but the ever evasive (from me) SHARK’S TOOTH!
It was just sitting there all by itself on the sand. I had to do a double take and then made some pretty excited exclamations that my friend swears people 3 blocks off the beach could hear. Sadly they weren’t family friendly. (Hey! To say I was EXCITED is an understatement). My husband asked if I did the dance. Yes, I did my excited dance.
I have done some research. I can say with a fair amount of certainty that it is of the Great White family. With it being black, it is fossilized and pretty damn old. (Upwards of at least 10,000 years, so my research tells me). All I do know for 100% certainty is that is it MINE! I FOUND IT and I am so stinkin’ thrilled!
Sadly, I had to leave my beach home and head back to the mainland. I can not wait to go back. Yeah, I know I most likely will never find another one on my beach, but that won’t stop me from trying! I can. Not. Wait.
I think I finally found the perfect solution for this blog. (Shameless promotion of my Etsy Store )
Please don’t get me wrong, I still love food, drink, and all things travel. It just didn’t feel right to blog about them. I hated the time it took away from my adventures and husband (the brief time he is home). I felt guilty if I didn’t post. Hated that I felt that way. But, now that I FINALLY listened to those in my close circle and opened the Etsy store and started brushing the dust off my beloved materials; it feels right! I blog now to share what I really want to, not what I thought I wanted to. I LOVE to TALK to people about food. I have a hard time conveying my passion for food in the written word. My art work can speak for itself.
So, I’m sorry that you followed this “food and travel” blog only now to have it shift gears. I can’t promise that I will be strictly sharing my creations in this space. After all, travel greatly shapes our creative spirit. I brought home a lot of it from Cabo on my recent trip there. Made earrings because of it. Matter of fact, several projects have been started because of my travels to Cabo. Travel= inspiration !
I hope you guys stay with me on this new journey of mine. If you don’t I completely understand! You can’t say I didn’t warn you though…. I wasn’t kidding about the “Crazy Life” part 😜 ! Hope everyone has a blessed weekend! Back to the studio for me.
I am not sure what it is in my personality that drives my particular brand of insanity. It is quite nerve wrecking actually. I am either all in, or not at all. For the last two years I have been struggling with what to do. I didn’t waste those two years. I just wasn’t productive much at all. I did finish an interior renovation, but that was it (a 6 week job at the most). I did A LOT of exhaling. Then I got bored. That is never good.
About 2 weeks ago I entered my basement studio. A place I have neglected and essentially abandoned, for no real reason. I made a barrette, a simple hair clip. What has followed has been overwhelming! My creative brain has turned on (I am literally dreaming projects) and now everywhere I look I see things that need to be done (household purge) and projects that need to be created! Three weeks ago I was overwhelmed by boredom and today I have so many thing to do and create that my laser focus is suffering from ADHD! I have 4 projects laying out and at least 3 more in the queue. My lists have lists!
But I did manage to squeeze out a project for my home (usually I make things as gifts) but THIS, is for me! Last year my hubs and I went to Mardi Gras in both NOLA and Panama City Beach , Florida. We came home with more beads that I knew what to do with. After taking down Christmas I was wanting color and decorations…. It’s Mardi Gras season! Why not put out the beads? As I was stringing bead necklaces up around the house inspiration hit! Ask the hubs if he would mind if I cut up some of our beads for a project. He said sure!
This is what my project looks like currently. It’s not finished yet. Still have to frame it and add a few more beads, but I am thrilled with the way it has turned out as of right now. I struggle with finding fault in all that I do. Last summer was the first time I ever made anything that I stood back and was 100% proud of what I had made (thats another post for another time). I am learning to give myself grace. This piece is not perfect I see room for improvement but even in all its flaws I LOVE IT! Much to my surprise my hubs wants to display it year round. He wouldn’t do that if he really didn’t like it.
I hope you all have a wonderful rest of the weekend. Looking forward to spending it with one of my gal pals!
Last year my darlin’ and I went to NOLA and celebrated Madri Gras. We ended up with over ten pounds of beads. After looking at them for almost a year wondering what I earth I was gonna do with them the above project came to me! So far I’m pretty happy with the results. Can’t wait to see the final product!
Look, I know it’s cliche, but what else are you supposed to say when you start a two day train journey? I have never spent more than two hours on a train. This time it will be two days! I have a sleeper room and absolutely no idea what to expect.
The first leg of our journey starts flying from Alabama to Chicago, riding the rails from Chicago to Seattle, then we head south by rail to San Francisco! I am so excited!
I will actually be able to take you guys along with us on our journey. Hope you come along!
So, I woke up and decided to start a blog. I’m not sure why. I couldn’t find a reason not to. Except for the millions of other blogs that I have seen posted. I figured I would just add another color to the rainbow more noise to the already noisy, overloaded internet. Not that anyone will notice…
I’m not a writer, I stink at punctuation (although I will promise to do my best).
I am: (in no particular order)
a darn good cook
into fitness and clean eating
jack of all trades, master of none (except maybe cooking)
born by sea (it’s in my blood)
Food is my love language. My favorite moments with my family have often happened in a foreign country at the dinner table. Travel and good food together! Oh my land!!!!! Sign me up!
So sitting here, in this moment, I’m thinking this blog will be food-centric, with travel, family, fitness conversations, and maybe even some motivational “can do” post.
After all, I did wake up and say “Maybe I should start a blog…”