Treasure Hunting and
Yesterday we decided to go for a walk, I wish we’d had the camera so I could show you where we went. It’s down on the banks of a nearby river and it’s absolutely beautiful there. On a sunny day there really is no beating it. It’s always been one of my favourite walks. We were treated to ducks and teeny tiny ducklings bobbing around on the water. A lucky start for them, if they’d hatched two or three weeks ago they’d be snow-duckies.
Anyway, we wandered around the gravelly banks going ‘Ooh!’ at the pretty stones, falling sideways into shallow water occasionally and filling our pockets with what we call ‘treasure.’ Horace found huge rocks and tried to smash them with other rocks to see if there was anything inside them. One stone he found sparkled when chips came off it, I think it was probably quartz. As for me, I trawled the ground for river glass, it’s like sea glass, but worn by the rivers motion. It’s lovely stuff, all soft edged and sparkly amongst the pebbles. Sausage kept finding really huge stones and nearly dropped quite a few on his toes. All of us filled pockets and enjoyed just being outside and in the fresh air.
I walked home feeling like I had really heavy buttocks because my jeans pockets at the back were full of rubble. Put it this way, I was grateful that my jeans were held up with a good sturdy belt. Here’s what we ended up with:
Once cleaned up I bobbed what I could in a jar, they look so pretty all jumbled up.
I was so pleased to see that amongst our find were a couple of small loops of wire, probably left over from fencing. I’m really into making jewellery at the moment, especially wire-wrapping so I loved the idea of being able to make things entirely sourced from rubbish…..or treasure as we know it.
Most of these are too heavy to be used in jewellery, I think that they look better as window hangings or maybe garden ornaments. The sunshine brings out their natural jewel colours.
The main problem with this river glass is when you go hunting for it, you do have to be careful what you pick up. Having lacerated hands does not make for great crafting, so if you do decide to have a go at this, please do be careful and remember to wash your hands and the glass, pebbles or bits of pottery before you do anything with it. Rivers, although pretty, can be pretty mucky places.
This is what I’ve been doing instead of housework. Typical. So Horace doesn’t have any clean socks washed, but he has some mega-cool window hangings instead. He is very pleased as you can imagine.