My eyes immediately start darting around from side to side in search of seashells! This goes the same for my five year old. I guess the only difference is, she moves on to other things, playing in the water, building sandcastles.
I become obsessed. My favorite is laying on the edge as the water grazes my feet, both hands in the sand as I dig for my treasures. I love the uniqueness and beauty in them all, wether they are big or small.
But I do have to say, there is nothing more rewarding then when you find the perfect shell. The ones you can enjoy in their entirety. When I find those I feel so accomplished. I am however in search for the allusive spiral seashell.
The one that you can enjoy in all its beauty without a single chip. I am beginning to believe this shell is the unicorn of all shells. I think the possibility of finding this rare shell is what drives my search… and so it continues. Damn him! I do not even understand how I ended up here, but I thought this post used to be great.
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