I met my husband Ronnie in early 1999 while we were both living in Rincon, Puerto Rico. Prior to that I had just lost about everything I owned in Hurricane Georges, a category 4 hurricane, except for my sea glass collection. My sea glass was safely stored in buckets that were covered with plywood and a tarp that were weighted down by cinderblocks.
Early in our relationship Ronnie was offered a job in Vieques, Puerto Rico. Vieques is a small island off of the Puerto Rico mainland and is a huge part of my family legacy. We spent several blissful months there and collected sea glass daily. We found the sea marbles you see here on a beach in Vieques.
My grandmother and great aunts lived there for much of their childhoods. My grandmother enjoyed an unsupervised freedom and spent her days exploring the island and swimming in the islands waters. She was fearless in the sea and had a scar on her back from a mishap with a US Navy boat. This did not deter her! I have childhood memories of her swimming way out past the breakers off of the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We could barely make out her elaborate bathing cap and could barely see her as she was leisurely swimming parallel to the shore.
While beachcombing in Vieques I enjoyed a magical intimacy with the shores my grandmother had explored before me . I gazed into every piece of sea glass that I collected wondering if she or another relative had once held the original glass item in their hands.
Sea glass not only has a physical beauty it also has a magical intangible beauty. With every piece of sea glass it is possible to narrow down the possibilities of what type of glass that it came from. However, the life history of the object is a true ocean washed mystery. Every piece of sea glass is sacred and evokes a sense of the mysterious. I can't think of anything more beautiful to adorn yourself with!
On the beach in Vieques ~ my grandmother is the one on the right with the white, striped bathing suit. Yes that is a bathing suit!
A child's birthday party in Vieques in which my grandmother was in attendance.
Ronnie and I getting ready to take the lancha ( ferry boat ) back to the Puerto Rico mainland.
Some of Vieques beautiful country scenery.
The view of the Puerto Rico mainland from El Fortin Conde de Mirasol, a fort that was built by the Spanish in 1845. The mountains you see are of the rainforest El Yunque which often slows down or deflects hurricanes approaching the island.
Isabel Segunda the main town in Vieques.