I don’t see the sea often. I live very far from the Romanian shore, actually the only time I have been there was in 1985, when I was 7. I still remember the aw of seeing for the first time the immensity of the water that wasn’t similar to anything else seen before. I have visited other seas since then, on different continents, in different seasons and in different states of mind, but being next to the sea never looses that initial feeling of wonder.
I collect old postcards from the Romanian seashore. I found them quite often at the flea market. These ones are from the fifties.
I have bought these ones in 1985, when I had a vacation on the Romanian seashore. My mother wrote the date in pencil on the back of the postcards.
These napkins that I guess are from the eighties were used in seashore restaurants. I have found them in a big pile of different paper napkins (someone’s collection) at the flea market. I hope to find more of these at some point.
These souvenir bracelets were bought by my grandmother in a Romanian seashore resort in 1959. They are hand painted on shell pieces. I remember watching the small images as a child. I like so much their naive and nostalgic feeling. Maybe I’ll restring them and make them into something new (a summer necklace?).
Linking up with Vintage Bliss Tuesday party.