It all started through texting...

Today Cricket and I went on an excursion to Dead Horse Bay. As happens when I hang out with Cricket, there was a flurry of pre-meet-up texting; reminding me to bring plastic bags, be on a certain corner, perhaps the use of an umbrella, a book to read, or an idea to ponder. Although I love reading and never spend a day of my life without, I also love to sew.

While Cricket dropped her fab daughter off at Pre K, I sat, double parked and guarding the car, while stitching (I bet I was very intimidating). Although this is an image of the Greater Scaup, I think I will take artistic license and not color the birds' head black, I like my drawing too much.

I photographed this piece a few days ago. It is a bit odd to hand sew through the tea bags, the paper punctures when I seek the next stitch placement. But I love(!) the patina or texture the stained tea bags lend to the piece, so it is worth it. I got a good 20 minutes of stitching in before we headed off.

Now go read this before proceeding.

Someone else arranged this tableau.

We saw some great birds, Black Skimmers, Plover (Piping?, Black-bellied? I think Black-Bellied, but not sure) and some unidentified ducks.

Pretty furrows in the sand.

Found a few diner cups and arranged them myself.

I don't know what this is, but the pattern of stripes and barnacles? uh, yum!

I took this photo of Cricket accidentally and really like it. The camera fell (the strap was around my wrist, thankfully) and there you have it.

Where did her arms go?

Not sure what sort of duck this is but I will look them up.

And the bottle haul, most of the trash was (were?) bottles, milk bottles, medicine bottles, cosmetics. Some with lids and caps, most without. I love the round bottle and hope to create a terrarium with it. Cricket had the great idea of using a small glass bottle to contain sewing needles, but then Cricket has lots of great ideas.