{"id":16051,"date":"2012-08-13T03:07:24","date_gmt":"2012-08-13T10:07:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.beadsandbeading.com\/blog\/?p=16051"},"modified":"2013-05-21T17:07:23","modified_gmt":"2013-05-22T00:07:23","slug":"white-rock-beach-palette-premo-color-recipes-vol-052-a","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beadsandbeading.com\/blog\/white-rock-beach-palette-premo-color-recipes-vol-052-a\/16051\/","title":{"rendered":"White Rock Beach Palette | Premo Recipes Vol-052-A"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"White<\/a><\/a><\/strong>1<\/span>-A<\/span>:<\/span> Peace<\/span>
\n2-<\/span>A<\/span>:<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong> Calm<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/strong>3-<\/span>A<\/span>:<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong> Adrift<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/strong>4<\/span>–<\/span>A<\/span>:<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/strong> Silouette<\/span>
\n<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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This beautiful photo, taken by Willow is a special spot on the Pacific Ocean shores of White Rock Beach, British Columbia, about 20 minutes from where we live.<\/span><\/p>\n

The photo holds great significance for Doug, his Mom, the kids and I… because it was taken when the five of us gathered together to say goodbye to Doug’s Dad, Erv<\/a>. As many of you know, he passed away after an incredibly swift battle with cancer. Erv loved this beach very much, and it was where we laid his ashes to rest.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

\"White<\/a><\/p>\n

Both Doug and I grew up in the small beachside community of White Rock… Doug a few more years than myself. His parents, back in the early sixties, bought a home overlooking the water, up on the hillside in the top right corner of this photo.<\/span><\/p>\n

I grew up about ten minutes away and spent a good chunk of my teen years combing these very beaches, tanning, cruising and searching for beach glass.<\/span><\/p>\n

Doug and his family also spent many hours beach combing and playing in the sand and water. They went to bed many an evening watching the sun set and then waking to the sounds of the waves rolling onto the rocks the next morning. So when it came time to say goodbye to Doug’s Dad (Grandpa Erv) for the last time, this was the most fitting place we could think of.<\/span><\/p>\n

It was a warm and peaceful night. The sea was flat with only the slightest breeze to carry the salty scent of the ocean air across the sand and the rocky coastline.<\/span><\/p>\n

The five of us sat quietly on a large sun dried log that was left behind from one of the Winter storms. We listened to the sound of the gentle waves and tried to come to grips with letting him go. Reflecting on the time we spent together and the memories of the tall, quiet man with the large callused hands of someone who worked hard, but the gentle touch of kind heart that was loved by many.<\/span><\/p>\n

When the night came to an end, we each chose a rock from the beach to remember Erv by. He was always filling his pockets with rocks and shells and sea glass… declaring he’d be the first one that day to find the clearest agate.<\/span><\/p>\n

We miss you Erv. We will think of you every time we gaze across the water and beyond to the horizon. You will forever be in our hearts and there along the seashore, searching for treasure and breathing in that sweet briny air.<\/span><\/p>\n

The following Vol-052 A-series White Rock Beach color palette will be added to the Polymer Clay Members Library<\/a> at the beginning of September 2012:<\/span><\/p>\n