the lake was full of treasure today. for the first time this year, i sat at it's edge and filled my little bucket with glass. i love sitting in the rocks, my skirt soaked to my knees (or higher), sifting through rocks and pebbles and wet sand for glass. sometimes it shimmers. and at times it sits silently among the pebbles, looking like one of them, soft and dull and smooth. it is my meditation. this little pile was today's catch. a perfect summer beginning.