Shells

I am a freak about shells.  I LOVE looking for them, and I LOVE making things with them.  When I am on the beach, my inner OCD comes crashing out and I become even more obsessed than usual with shells.  It is like a drug, just one more good one, one more pass by the rocks, one more look in the tide pool.  It is pure crazy!  We were recently in Florida for my son's spring break and I actually mailed six boxes of shells home.  My sweet husband is a saint!

We gathered a bunch of shells that had holes in them, perfect for stringing!  So my son and I strung them up on copper wire and we have them hanging in the trees around our patio.  It looks so sweet and we love that when we notice the shells, we start talking about our vacation again!

Do you have a bunch of shells from a vacation?  What do you do with them, I would love to know...