I was rummaging through our home office last night that has slowly started to become my room of things that I just don’t know what to do with, or things I’m not quite ready to throw away. What I did find were several bags of sea shells I had forgotten about. And me being me, I also found that on each bag I had labeled what beach the shells came from. Most of them had some significance relating to me and my husband’s first trips to those particular shores, but it’s also evidence that I’m a shell hoarder. Here are just a few.
Daytona Beach, FL:
Sand Key Beach, Clearwater, FL:
You’ve probably seen shells with perfect circular holes in them and wonder how they got there. Think of these shells with another half and closed, with a clam or an oyster inside. Then a mollusk comes along with a drilling-like tongue and begins to drill a whole down into the shell. Then it slurps out the dinner!
I like the pictures … I was just talking to my parents this week about how I was a rock hoarder! :)
Haha! I know I used to collect rocks and put them under my bed so my mom wouldn’t throw them out. We’ve come a long way…
Now I’m sad about shells with holes and the poor little clams!
Haha – yeah I always thought those holes were so neat until I found out what caused them too!
Yes you are a little hoarder. It is a good thing you cleaned out under your bed before you left. Now if you only would have taken your coke bottle collection. hehe
LOL! That coke bottle collection will be worth something you know ;) Glad to hear you still kept them for me!