Shells. And more shells. And what do we have here? More shells. This box is sure heavy...what's in it? Oh look, yet more shells. I kid you not.
Please do not make me drag up 400 lbs of broken pieces of shells. Well, ha, you can't because I've already herniated my garbageman's back when I put them to the curb on Thursday. But look at the photo below, and if you want any of these different variety of shells, which are mostly whole and somewhat unique, add a comment below to let me know which ones. Click on the photo below to enlarge it.
There was no way to tell which shells were "Mom's" vs. Karen's. Nothing had mom's handwriting, and although I sort of know which shells came from west coast where mom and dad mostly hung out and shelled, there's really no telling which are whom's. ("...which are whom's"??? It must be getting late!)
Although have no fear. I still have not opened all the boxes yet, so there's a good chance I'll come across yet some more shells!!
Want them all or just by the pound or piece?
p.s. Don't let the picture fool you. The shells on this table probably weigh 20 lbs!
Disclaimer: Must have a good strong back to accept any and all shells.
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