Tokens from the Sea

K and I recently had the good fortune to be on Crescent Beach at Cape Elizabeth, ME on a chill and cloudy afternoon.

As the ocean rolled over itself onto the rocky sand in rhythmic white breaks, our eyes searched what it left behind.

Between bouts of quiet contemplation and screaming joy as freezing ocean water flooded over bare feet, our eyes and fingers found interesting stones and possible bones and vacant shells that were former homes. A few bits of coiled rope washed ashore. A single piece of sea glass.

After visiting Stonewall Kitchen and picking up some wonderful wild blueberry and sour cherry jams for my co-workers, I realised the empty jars would make wonderful vessels to remember our time together on the ocean. I arranged one for each of us.

When you open them, they smell of the sea.


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