All winter it’s been almost impossible to walk the beach. So much forever-never-melting ice this year. And when it did melt, it just froze up the next day even icier. So, yes, it’s been impossible to walk the beach.
But… the ice is now gone, mostly, and the snow is being slowly replaced with snowdrops…
… and just the other day I was at the beach and it’s all sand and pebbles again, and ridges of stones where a recent wind storm has pushed them several metres from shore. (Given the size of stones one wonders how that is even possible.)
Seasonal differences are extraordinary but, even more extraordinary is the subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) transformation of every day, the way the water changes colour, the size and sound and movement of waves, their connection to moon and tides and us.
And beach glass.
And whatever it’s connected to. (Sometimes cartwheeling along the shore with my nieces… those who know me… I can hear you laughing!... we imagine the maybe-stories attached to the glass we find. And sometimes I do the imagining on my own, in which case pirates with a penchant for expensive olive oil very often figure into things.)
The type of glass found in various places (these things are predictable to a point), on different shorelines, is fascinating. For instance, my Lake Ontario beach offers up big numbers of small pieces. I used to think they were a good size, but they’re really quite tiny compared to pieces I’ve since seen on PEI (though I find much less of it there; it’s possible I don’t know where to look and no one’s telling me); also small compared with what I understand is found on the shores of the St. Lawrence, and elsewhere, which begs a Why?… what makes the difference in what washes up? Not that it matters because a piece of smooth glass winking at me from the sand is a joy, no matter the size. And if it’s not quite ‘cooked’, i.e. entirely smooth, I toss it back into the water. Apparently to be fully cooked takes decades, between fifty to a hundred years on average.
If you’re still reading this it might be that you have some small interest in beach glass, or maybe you haven’t quite finished your tea yet. In any case, here’s some glassy trivia gathered from various sites for glass nerds—
Lavender glass is called ‘sun glass’ because it’s glass made with manganese, which, if left in a sunny window, will turn various shades of purple. (And can be dated to around the time of WWI, when the bleaching agent used to make it clear couldn’t be sourced and manganese was used instead.)
Red and orange are rare because gold was required to make red and orange glass, resulting in much less being made in those colours.
And that frosted look? Comes from lime leaching out of the glass over time.
But my FAVOURITE bit of sea glass trivia is that the cobalt blue pieces could very well come from bottles once made to contain poison. (Also possibly Vick’s VapoRub; Evening in Paris perfume [oh my god, the very mention of which takes me back to my family’s bathroom shelves, home to a small bottle of EIP I’d given my mother for xmas and which I pray she never actually wore though fear she did]; Noxema, and a certain brand of either Milk of Magnesia or Bromo Seltzer.) The poison angle is so much better though. Apparently when lights were dim and not everyone could read, a trip to the medicine cabinet (where, unwisely perhaps, both medicines and poisons were kept)(poisons being useful for ‘some’ things) mistakes were made. Move the poison I say but, no, someone thought it simpler to change the colour of the poison bottles, to cobalt blue, as well as the shape (triangular, etc.) so they could be both seen and/or ‘felt’ in a dimly lit room in the once-upon-a-times…
And should you be out glassing, here’s a list of glasses from the book Pure Sea Glass, by Richard LaMotte, who is some kind of travelling guru on the subject, giving seminars and talks all over the world and about whom much can be read. (And whose job wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.)
From most rare to most common:
Orange
Red
Turquoise
Yellow
Black
Teal
Grey
Pink
Aqua
Cornflower Blue
Cobalt Blue
Opaque White
Citron
Purple/Amethyst
Soft Green
Soft Blue
Forest Green
Lime Green
Golden Amber
Amber
Jade
Kelly Green
Brown White (Clear)
Happy cartwheeling/beachcombing!
Matilda Magtree 
Ice-encrusted wharf, snowdrops, beach glass–I love it!
I didn’t know red and orange glass had gold in it.
The list of rare to common colours I find in the Gaspé is different. Lots of white and cobalt. Predominantly Kelly Green, then brown. Other shades of blue and turquoise. The tides must be different–though why would certain tides carry different colours? The mystery of glass that travels in the water for decades.
Yes, apparently different locales predictably wash up a certain kind/colour of glass. What this is dependent on I’m not sure. Cobalt blue pieces suggest the the Vicks VapoRub, Evening in Paris, poison options… ingredients for a murder mystery?
When I write my murder mystery novel set in the Gasp, I will certainly acknowledge you.
(Suggested title: The Last Gasp)
Cobalt blue is my favourite, too. There are so many colours I have never seen! Have you ever found red?
I was with someone once who found a small piece of red. (Very much regretted taking them to ‘my’ beach, haha!) Not sure if I have my own tiny piece. Will check my stash. But, yes, I love the blues. The pale turquoisey ones are my favourite. Also the various shades of green… pale or very dark olive greens. It’s a strange enchantment they hold don’t they.
(Update: checked my stash. No red. So that piece my friend found on MY beach was obviously meant for me! (: Ah well. The mission continues. I did, however, remind myself that I have a couple of what appear to be yellows. Unless they are actually very very very very pale greens. But they look yellow.)