Friday, July 27, 2012

Seeing is Believing

I found this small hand-blown glass vial at an antique store— dwarfed by enameled vases, silver silent butlers,and ornate "almost like new" items.

Dimensions: Height— as tall as my middle finger, Width two fingers and thick set. Stubby compared to a delicate wine glass or a tall bud vase. Click a fingernail against one side and no resounding bell like sound.

It holds three pieces of sea glass, edges smoothed by the ocean, rounded by the tumbling of waves.

Dropped to the floor, rolled off a table, turned into something to catch—never broken, never chipped.


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