While down there I placed some new flowers on the tomb of my parents and then we headed for the oyster shack. There was a pickup truck filled with sacks of oysters and they said I could take what I wanted. I looked at the truck and said that I only wanted shells and not oysters. The guy told me that those were only shells and had already been shucked. "Wow, what are you going to do with all those shells?" I asked. He explained that they dump them on land that they own.
So I took the small trash can out of the RV and went to work filling it up. We only looked in one of the many sacks and I found some nice ones. Then another fellow walked up to me and handed me some really large shells from his yard and I was thrilled. That is what I was hoping to find. They are so much easier to work with. So Sylvia and I thanked them for their generosity and we left.
They are pretty dirty and stink. I usually soak them in bleach and detergent then prime them with white paint then use metallic paint of different colors.
That three cluster shell will be fun to work with.
This is what I do with them. Some are perfect for holding small items like jewelry. I've made over 30 decorative shells. Some turned out so nice that I'm keeping them. I'll sell the rest at my next sale.
This really large one is a keeper. It sits on my desk with scented candles.
Here are some that are perfect for holding votive candles.
With the smaller ones I make wind chimes.
Bailey and Sylvia.
This is what she looks like now.
This is what she looked like when I cared for her. She was just a baby.
They were both dressed as lady bugs.
The poor little doggie's head gear kept falling onto her face. It was so funny.
I really enjoyed my visit and hope to see them all again soon.