Most of the beach near our house was not sand but thousands of tiny little seashells. I was so stupid not to scoop up a handful and take them home. I'm sure they would be great in some kind of crafty project, what do you think? Maybe I forgot because I stood there, on the seashell beach, suddenly wondering why or how all those seashells had to die.
He also carried my heavy bag all day. He is the best.