Belle Anse, Gaspe peninsula, ©voyager, all rights reserved
Jack and I went to a place called Belle Anse today, but we usually call the place Glass Beach because there’s always a lot of seaglass to be found among the stones. The secret to all the seaglass here is that a friend of mine feeds the beach. Every autumn she takes buckets of broken up bottles and coloured glass and tosses them into the surf. It only takes a few days for the sharp edges to round off and by spring all that broken up trash has become treasure. My friend is a stained glass artist and she uses the seaglass to make all sorts of beautiful things. Jack doesn’t care about any of that, though. He just thinks it’s another fine place to frolic in the surf.
Jack is lucky to have a friend like you.
Good boy!
The beach we went to in summer doesn’t have a lot of seashells, so i showed the kids seaglass. I was informed that they are actually mermaid tears.
Jack’s got other treasures to find, looks like.
That is a fine stick Jack!
I like the sloping slabs of rock in the background.
So much happiness! I love your landscapes, voyager, but photos of Jack never fail to make me smile. And Jack + landscape is just perfect.
The glistening fur and the happiness. both lovely,
Rescued another stick!
Busterggi,
I think I’m the lucky one.
Giliell,
Mermaid tears. I love that!
A stick and water. The only thing missing is a pile of dead fish to roll in afterwards.