A package of splendor {organic cotton} arrived today & my immediate reaction was to wish it was for me! I’ve never been fortunate enough to visit a place where I could collect sea glass (been to the Gulf dozens & dozens of times, but no sea glass washes ashore where we visit, apparently). I like to imagine this bowl of color captures what I’m missing exquisitely & in a much more squashy soft manner….My little sister is due with her first child in late winter. Soon I will cast on a blanket of sea glass for my budding nephew. My hope is he can be brought home from his place of birth enveloped in the colors of the wondrous sea & the lakes of northern Minnesota {where his parents now live}…

My father sent me the most beautiful text a few days back…it was such a descriptive piece of writing for a simple text, I haven’t been able to send a reply! I’ll share it below–he had been traveling in his home state of Texas when he sent it to me. More splendor for the day….hope you’ve found a little, too. xx

“Flocks of pelicans arriving from the north. 5.5 foot rattlesnake. Redfish bending 12 foot surf…Falcon lazily gliding along tops of dunes. Kildeer along roadsides. Monarchs moving southwest. North wind blowing spray off wavetops. Smell of the Gulf.”


4 thoughts on “Splendor

  1. You are right! Dad’s post was neat – I could see all those things in my mind too – and I wasn’t even there! Remember sand dollars?
    Pretty yarn! Hugs, Mom


    • Of course I remember sand dollars! And how Ellie and I competed to locate the first one of each trip. 🙂 I hope we can go back to Matagorda as a family someday soon and look again…I’d go today, as a matter of fact, and escape the -55 degree windchills here tomorrow. Yikes!


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