I was walking by the pond outside the other day, and I saw this busted up seashell sitting beside the road. I have no idea how it got there, but I picked it up and brought it inside because I thought it might make a decent bookend. It was covered in dust, so I decided to clean it up. While I was rinsing it off in the sink, a little wasp flew out and landed on my face. I squished it before it could sting me.
Now that the shell is dirt and wasp free, it is perfect. Below is a photo of my bookshelf. The heavy books no longer fall over and everything is nice and neat (unlike my desk). The shell adds a touch of caribbean flavour to my cement bunker of a room as well, don't you think? My friends laughed at me for picking it up off the road, but now they are jealous of my cool island style. hehe.
Keep being your own cool self, Dayna. It's working for you. That shell is a keeper. Beautiful!!!
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