As usual, when Mom was here, we went shell hunting. These trips always hold special memories of lazily drifting down the beach, sun on our faces as time slows down. A walk on the beach is always good for the soul. We had an especially nice walk on this particular morning. I have never seen the tide so far out at Alligator Point. There were SO many shells and we walked through a sand dollar farm it seemed. There was a sand bar that the tide going out so far naturally provided. We walked the whole way in between two bodies of water over flowing with shells dotting the sand. I know my Mom loves our walks on the beach and collecting shell "souvenirs" and we treasure the memories as much as she does...
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