Several years ago, on a beach bordering the Atlantic Ocean, I found the lovely Coca-Cola bottle on the left. Captured by the surf, and bounced across the sand for dozens of years by ocean currents, one Autumn day the bottle rode a wave and came ashore right at our feet. Beautifully sanded to a translucent gem-like glow, the bottle from the sea is now a treasured item in my home.
This winter, about five years after our first find, I came across another sea glass bottle. This time we were beachcombing on the shores of the Delaware Bay. The darker green bottle is not quite as polished as the first, the bay currents are not quite as strong, but it is still a striking example of sea glass. It even has an extra bonus of a barnacle or two. I love my beautiful bottles from the sea.

Your bottles may have monetary value, but more important are the fond memories they bring back. They look very comfortable sitting beside your philadendreum plant (however you spell that).
By: Marge Crunkleton on February 21, 2013
at 7:27 am
Hi Marge, I agree with you…the treasure is in the finding and cherishing…the monetary value, if any, means nothing to me. In my mind, these are irreplaceable. Thanks for visiting the blog. Kathy
By: timelesslady on February 21, 2013
at 9:15 am