Pretty Broken Glass

Along some Fort Erie beaches in Canada is sea glass I collect the delicate glass fragments in jars so in awe of these natural weathered pieces of glass tumbled, rolled, churned, grinded by the waves discarded glass created into a lovely product of pollution It has taken many many years to make these fragments that lay on the surface of beaches everywhere perhaps coming from shipwrecks or just reckless tossing the pieces have become smooth, frosty and rounded and depending on the source different colors are possible In jars on a my window shelf they shine in the sun I have no desire to make jewelry as I want to leave them exactly as I found them