I hope that this new year is being kind to everyone.
Lots of busy things going on throughout blogland, so thought it was well time I updated too.
A couple of weeks ago, MD and I took our Son to Tambo Bay. It's a little out of the way holiday home type of place, very quiet once the holidaymakers had returned home.
Thinking back to the first time we visited Tambo Bay, a raging storm was in progress (the weather doesn't deter our drives!). We sat in the car and looked out over the Bay with its grey clouds, pelting rain, waves lashing the sand and some poor seabirds hanging on to the jetty for dear life. Since then, I've always thought of Tambo Bay as a dramatic, wind-blown, romantic type of spot.
Anyway, the three of us decided on a walk before our picnic and, in the distance I saw what I thought was just an old beer bottle bobbing up and down in the water.
As we got closer, it looked a bit more interesting so, trying to keep my sneakers dry, I had a go, between waves, at trying to pull it in to shore.
Darn, I forgot the camera but fortunately our Son had his phone and took some beaut photos .... (ok, I 'fess up... I was yelling to him fairly over-excitedly in between the sloshing waves something like "quick ... phone...take picture"... fortunately our darling children know that Mum tends to get a bit over-the-top sometimes! )
| After a bit of encouragement with a stick (and the inevitable soggy sneakers), I got it to shore |
| Yep, definitely some flotsam... or jetsam... well, a bottle, and it looked old. |
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| Complete with rotting cork and partly covered in barnacles... we were hoping there might be a note inside! |
| it has three sides and was about two-thirds filled with liquid. |
| Here's a closer look and the words "This... must... use... food" are visible. |
(Still banging on about the bottle!)
| Here's a shot of it now that it's been home with us for a few weeks. The cork dried out and dropped inside the bottle. The liquid had no smell at all. Alas.... no note was found |
| A closeup of its barnacled bottom. |
Our mystery bottle sits in all its glory here at home.
I wonder where it came from.
I wonder where it came from.