Sometimes have moments when I wonder why I am blogging.
At times it feels so pointless, other times I really enjoy
it.
I wonder if anyone is reading what I send out there.
Then I wonder if people
should be reading what I send out there.
Should our little lives be documented or should I just get
on with living it?
Anyhow…
…we found a message in a bottle.
Early Sunday morning we left home to give Paul a chance to
sleep in
and went to the Back Beach.
We built a sandcastle and decorated it with dead crabs and
cuttlefish.
(I decided not to take my phone or camera…just do the living
it bit.)
We explored the sand dunes.
Played ‘Aborigines’ and the kids painted me with different
coloured mud.
We met a lady who was an art restorer.
We found a message in a bottle half buried in sand.
A message was written on white paper with blue lines.
A blue ballpoint pen was used.
A small white bread tag was used to tie the note.
We wondered what it would have inside.
A letter?
A map?
Points of interest:
Scilla is a place in Italy.
Scilla is the botanical name for a hyacinth.
Scilla is the name of a character in a Warlord computer game.
Scilla was a mythical sea monster.
Who or what do you think this is about?
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