The Sea House
Still dreaming of the Sea House. Dreaming of waking up to the sound of the rushing sea and the gulls. Dreaming of the salty air fresh on my skin. Hair with it's natural grey and a face with only moisturiser to protect it against the elements. Gone are the concerns of youth which now leave a contentment and beauty all of their own.
Since I was a small child I have always wanted to be by the sea. I was lucky enough to live in the South West of England, so trips to Cornwall each summer were part of my growing up. Over the years I have ventured further afield to different parts of the British Isles, each with their own special coastline and character. I have to be honest though, Devon, Dorset & Cornwall still hold special places in my heart.
Those middle years of family life were a time to take our own children to familiar haunts, which they, in equal measure now hold dear.
We live in beautiful Somerset...where I was born and have returned to live some years later. My husband and I will always love this part of the world but in addition to this we also hear the Sea House calling.
It is not wanting to just be by the sea, but to live by the sea. The two are quite different things.
For some while I have been collecting items for this Sea House. 'Can I really be collecting things for a house I don't yet have?' I ask myself. Many of these items are small treasures and costing little. It is great to rummage through old boxes in a junk shop. You would be surprised at how many nautical items you may find!
I love to take an old Kilner jar and fill it with sea glass ready to turn into jewellery.
My latest find was this lovely cloth bound book, 'The Coral Island'. I found this in an old coastal junk shop and I love to collect vintage books with a nautical feel.
Cornishware, nautical mugs and oil lanterns give a coastal feel to the kitchen. They will be equally happy in a seaside home. An old cottage with plenty of character perhaps, where sandy shoes and shells can be left at the front door.
Somewhere where my artistic temperament and imagination can run away with me!
The Sea House is calling.
Listen very carefully.
Perhaps you can hear it too?
Do visit my online shop www.retro-on-sea.co.uk