There is something interesting, captivating even about the beach, or better yet the shore. Those who know me best know that the beach is a place that makes me feel whole. It's the perfect spot for just about anything and is always a safe haven whenever one may need. [if you haven't sat on a lifeguard stand during sunset, you have not lived. #markmywords]
The beach is great for many things including relaxing, thinking, tanning, crying, swimming or just plain people watching. with that said, there is one thing that is specifically interesting to me about sand lined shores. This would have to be people's need to shell search. Little girls, teens, moms and grandmothers alike are drawn to them.
I absolutely love watching people scour the sand in search for that perfect shell or even better yet, an LBI piece of sea glass. Some carry plastic bags and pick very carefully, others dig their hands in, do a little shake and wash, and then just stare at the wonder that is in front of them, wishing for the chance at hitting the shell jackpot. you know the kind...a full conch shell, or a beautiful purple clam.
you see, not everyone who shell searches is a crafter or even an avid collector. not everyone really even needs them, or will have a place for them once the day comes to a close. however the urge to pick up and collect these small treasures is like an act the arm can't control. It's amazing to me that no matter what the age, shell searching makes you feel like that little ponytail kid you once were. It has a sense of youth attached to it unlike anything else. It's romantic, addicting even. quite honestly, it is the perfect remedy for when you are indeed 23 and well, just want to feel like that little kid back on the beach, ready to show your small discovery to mom or dad...a very proud moment for sure....you know the kind.
so, with that, happy shell searching.
could this include being buried up to your neck and crabbing in the bay? ;) miss you.
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