cobaltbot
Well-Known Member
Tough time of year to be out walking for bottles, things have jungled up here and baby ticks are out. Followed an old lead yesterday about 10 years too late. Embossed milks were seen up an old creek tributary and I tryed to find it once with poor description. Tryed again yesterday with better directions and after much walking through some beautiful streamside beech woods came upon an old springhouse. Went inside the roofless yet shady house and sat down to cool off awhile. Exposing a crawdad I made a little pool in the water to splash my face. Resuming the search I collected some blue and gray saltglaze shards among the rocks downstream of the spring. A little furthur found what may have been the milk dump. Nothing now but cracked whole bottles, pieces of stoneware and other shards, may go back and scratch to see if they missed anything. Continued along the streambank for about a half mile and found this little flask just laying on top oif the leaves. Now obviously someone could have dropped it and still carrying better finds decided to not go back and get it. This has happened so many times though, just one bottle sitting on top of last year's leaves, that it makes me wonder strange things. How can a bottle thats been out there at least 100 years do that? As usual I start trying to figure where it came from and search the immediate area for a dump but usually find none. As I picked it up I could tell it was heavily whittled, and after cleaning, the crudeness, color, feel, and seed bubbles are outstanding........if only it had just one letter.................