They appear to be glass beads, very old glass beads that spent considerable time under less than ideal conditions. Excavated from somewhere, perhaps. One wants to touch them, hold the bunch of them. I expect they are cool in the hand. That is my guess. xo
They remind me of Saskatoon berries. They look delicious although I suspect they are definitely not for consumption.
The ghost-whispers of blueberries faded from sight of milk, sugar, and a blue willow one-handled cup. Of course, there was never a spoon; one scooped the entire joy in the fingers splayed tight to palms so as to catch the last splashing drippings.
Roe from a glass fish?
Glass beads - old sea, cool in the hand. Saskatoon berries a feast for the eyesbut not for the mouth. Frogs' eggs, anticipating tadpoles. Ghost-whispersof blue, berries faded from sight, quiet company for willows and a one-handled cup. Fingers splayed, openpalm. Splash. Drip.Dreams of a glass fish. Thank you, Marylinn, dbs, Susan, Solo and Antares C - C