Shells from the beach... I love to relocate just some of them to our backyard:
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| The two shells on the left I can remember collecting from Wonga Beach in Far North Queensland... Memories... we were in our bus, pulled in to a caravan park intending to stay one night, ended up staying a month. Fresh coconuts, porpoises coming up to us as we fished by moonlight, trading my breadmaker bread for freshly caught fish, Fish-a-Que nights, birdcalls - all different, beautiful and exotic. These shells are sweet memories of that lovely month |
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| Beautiful memories of the joy of collecting shells with the littlies too. |
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| Treasures! |
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| I still have some of those same shells... they're my keepers of sweet memories! |
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