Blogging about the contents of my suitcase would have been such a good way to tell you about my holiday.
Such a shame I unpacked right after getting home yesterday (well, after a cup of tea of course...) and that I only had this great idea this morning.
I guess you may be relieved to know you wont be seeing photos of my dirty laundry after all.
The contents of my suitcase included these treasures from the beach - I am a compulsive beach-comber and I love how each beach has its own character. Some have pebbles with holes worn right through (these are among my favourite beach-treasures); some have shells; some have lots of sea glass (also very have-able).
I only discovered this year - after holidaying in Jersey for 25 years - that the beaches there have treasure like this.
Little fragments of china worn so satiny smooth by the sea's constant caressing, their patterns sometimes quite worn but still delicately decorative.
Tiny remnants, I wonder about their histories and their stories... Wouldn't it be fascinating to know?