It was cloudy and dark walking the beach today and the wind off the lake was chill. One bright spot of sunshine though was that my granddaughter walked with me today. We looked for beach glass, those remnants of long ago beach parties when we carelessly tossed bottles and thought not of tomorrow. Today those shards have been tumbled by the surf, sometimes for decades, until they are now frosted pebbles in green, brown and clear.
We found a few today of each colour, and I enjoyed her thrill of discovery, but the rare aquamarine of early Coca Cola bottles and the rarer blue of Noxema jars eluded us.
They are hiding there, on the beach, for another day and another walk.
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