The first crop of the spring is the fresh harvest of sea glass on the beach

I have walked the beaches of Connecticut since Lincoln was President.  Perhaps not that long.  But have walked them as a child, as a young adult, and with my children since the time they were little.  We would walk the length of the beach at Sasco Creek or Bering Hill, in the fall, the winter and the spring. Mostly when it's cold and no one is there.  Mostly, I look down, looking up a few times to take in the view, but mostly I look down, to find the sea glass which blooms mostly in the early Spring.   And here is a piece I found.