Last week I admitted my love of picking up trash on the beach. I was blown away by the amount of people who responded they loved to do the same! That Tuesday (the day I did my photo an hour post for January) was the perfect day to do so, the wind wasn't blowing and that's just about the only factor that makes it not a good day to go to the beach in my opinion. It's so bitterly cold there in the winter when the wind blows. We got to the beach with about twenty minutes to spare before the sun set and this is what I found...
Maybe it's just me but I think these would make pretty cool post cards - especially the first one. I like weird post cards and I think getting one of beach trash on it would be pretty hilarious. I don't really think we have that much trash on the beach compared to other beaches though. When I was younger my family and I went to Myrtle Beach in South Carolina. My cousin who is severely allergic to poison ivy got some before we even left my house so we had to go to the emergency room shortly after we got to SC. In the emergency room, I will never forget, there was a lady with a fish hook stuck in each of her big toes. Oh my gosh, that makes me sick to my stomach thinking about it happening to me. So, yeah, I'd much rather step on a tampon applicator or lighter at the beach than something like that. I rarely see anything fishing related, like bobbers or those fake fish bait things, on the beach, I consider us fairly lucky.
Wait, here's another gross beach story, slightly unrelated but while we're on the subject I need to share! One time, a few years back, Kevin and I went to the beach, laid out a blanket and hung out for a while. A few minute pass, sniff, sniff, sniff...Kevin, I smell dead fish! Gross! He responds that he doesn't smell a thing. We stayed for a half an hour or so before I couldn't stand the smell anymore and we got up to leave. When I picked up the blanket to shake all the sand off of it there was the culprit - a dead fish. I had been laying on it the whole time. Hahaha.
In other beach related events - the lake still isn't frozen, last year it had been frozen for about a month already by this time. I'm almost kind of bummed. Of course, I'm enjoying this weather but I was pretty stoked to go back and see the beach when it was frozen again, it was such an amazingly beautiful sight last year. (You can see photos here)
I swear I won't post photos of trash every time I go to the beach, just every once and while. ;) I hope you have a great Thursday. (Can you believe it's Thursday already, I can't!) I'm going to do some baking today, someone has been requesting my vegan banana bread for about a week. I'm also going to start plotting how I'd like to photograph clothing for CBV. So exciting!
xoxo
Wait, here's another gross beach story, slightly unrelated but while we're on the subject I need to share! One time, a few years back, Kevin and I went to the beach, laid out a blanket and hung out for a while. A few minute pass, sniff, sniff, sniff...Kevin, I smell dead fish! Gross! He responds that he doesn't smell a thing. We stayed for a half an hour or so before I couldn't stand the smell anymore and we got up to leave. When I picked up the blanket to shake all the sand off of it there was the culprit - a dead fish. I had been laying on it the whole time. Hahaha.
In other beach related events - the lake still isn't frozen, last year it had been frozen for about a month already by this time. I'm almost kind of bummed. Of course, I'm enjoying this weather but I was pretty stoked to go back and see the beach when it was frozen again, it was such an amazingly beautiful sight last year. (You can see photos here)
I swear I won't post photos of trash every time I go to the beach, just every once and while. ;) I hope you have a great Thursday. (Can you believe it's Thursday already, I can't!) I'm going to do some baking today, someone has been requesting my vegan banana bread for about a week. I'm also going to start plotting how I'd like to photograph clothing for CBV. So exciting!
xoxo
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