Location: Sanibel Island, Florida
The green-and-pink building caught my eye before I even knew what it was.
“Cute wall,” I remarked to my sister, who only rolled her eyes. I’d been remarking about the scenery and good photo spots the entire car ride — which wasn’t surprising, given the amount of prettily painted buildings on the island.
It wasn’t until we got closer that I noticed that the wall was part of a seashell shop. I knew from years of going to beach towns that good shells may be found on the beach, but the really impressive ones lived in local stores. This one was called She Sells Sea Shells — a fitting reference of a name, if not a real tongue twister to actually say out loud.
Plenty of really cool shells were on display, but what really caught my eye was the seashell art. Thousands of lively sculptures made almost entirely of shells adorned the rightmost wall of the store.
There were seashell animals …
… and seashell people!
Me when I’m older, except with some hard cider instead of beer.
There were also seashell plants.
Sadly, I had to leave empty-handed because I’m bringing so much stuff back with me already. These were so endearing, though; I’m glad I got all these pictures to remember them by. ♚
Note: This article is part of my January 2019 One Month Project, where I will be traveling around coastal Florida and publishing an essay a day about my experiences there. I’m excited to bring you along on this adventure!