Memories in a Bowl

 

Every summer, for my whole life, I have gone to the beach. I grew up in Corpus Christi TX and have since made it a tradition to visit a beach some where during the summer. We have recently, in the last six years, discovered the beaches of Alabama and Florida. Oh my goodness, the sand and the water of that section of the Gulf of Mexico are just paradise! If you ever get a chance to visit Seaside Fl or Orange Beach Al you should GO!

During our many trips to the beach through out the years I have collected seashells. My husband gives me a hard time because I am one of the youngest of the group walking the surf looking for the best shell. I LOVE it though! It is so relaxing and therapeutic to walk the beach listening to the surf as you hunt for a great find. Last year in Alabama tons and tons of shells washed up everyday. It was so much fun. I couldn't wait each morning to get down to the beach and see what I could find.

Besides them being beautiful each shell is unique and each one has a story.  I can almost tell you where, when, and who I was with as I go through each of my shells in my bowl. To help me remember I also get a fine sharpie and will write on the shell the place I found the shell. ;) This will help as I get older!

So, each summer (after Memorial Day through Labor Day) I pull out my shells and my sand and fill up different glass bowls around my house. I love having them out each summer and going through them with my family and remembering our past trips.