August Decor

August has always been the month when I think of beaches and sand and shells. Strange, since we have vacationed at the ocean in the month of September for as long as I can remember! The glass fishing weight above is the one that Aunt Jane gave me before she passed away. I mentioned it in the post, Ocean Vacation.

 The table holds two urns filled with things we have found in Texas over the years. Yes, even the giant sand-dollars, big angel wings and palm sized coral.

 

 On the platter is an assortment of bottles that hold sand from different beaches we have gone to. It is amazing to see the different colors, the content of tiny shells or stone, and how it varies from locations as close as 30 miles away from each other. They have tiny labels so we can remember where they came from.

All the sea-glass was found, also.  My favorites are ones that show you what the item was like in its usage- the waffle weave of a perfume bottle, or the mouth of a medicine bottle. We have found every type from white milk glass, to the rarer lavender, pink, and even black.

For a small party, I  used scallop shells as place markers by putting the name inside. I really enjoyed the napkins because they have a lovely excerpt from an epic poem by Emerson on it.

 And last of all, Squeaky, sunbather supreme, with his wide brim hat and umbrella to stick in the sand. I can just imagine a little squirrel bikini, but haven't made it that far yet!

I hope the summer found you visiting some lovely local, either near or far, and letting the wind blow in your hair. If not, there's no time like the present! 

  "Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink the wild air..."    ~Emerson 

* note- after having written this post, our 40+ year vacation town of Rockport, TX was devastated by a massive hurricane. It is heartrending to see the damage. In the piles of rubble we recognize a restaurant where we have eaten, a line of houses we drove by, a terrifying jumble of boats beached on the very place where we used to walk and gaze at them glistening on the bay. We don't even know if our dear Aunt Jane's house is still standing. Our hearts and prayers are with the people of Rockport and all those Texans who have been through so much. God bless you in the days to come!