Ever since I moved back to Florida I had been obsessed with shells..
All kinds of shells, mostly the ones that look like roses…I would go down to the beach and get buckets and buckets of shells….
That’s not even 1/2 of them..UGH. I was starting to think I needed shell therapy to stop collecting them.. I wouldn’t just go for the shells though, I’d lay out, swim, be with friends, have cookouts…didn’t matter though…when I was there, shells were coming home with me.
Now that I’m basically redecorating my house country/rustic…My shell collection isn’t going to fit in…NOW WHAT?!?!?!?