Happiness is Salt, Sand, and Sea. I was completely at peace this afternoon. The bees and I ventured out to the beach today. It was our first time back there since Hurricane Matthew visited. Oh I truly needed today.
I am in awe of the way I feel when my bare feet hit the soft, white sand. It’s always warm between my toes. Stress seems to leave me immediately at that moment.
The salt in the air clears my head and sinuses. It smells refreshing and to be honest, it is hard to describe in detail. It just makes me happy.
I’ve said this before in my Finding Happiness journey, but the sea pulls all the negativity away from me. Just like the tide goes out, all the angst within me goes out. It’s true happiness.
The bees and I went out to the beach to see the shells. I had heard that they were all over the sand and that’s kind of rare for us. We have our fair share of shells but they are usually small and broken. Today was not the case. I’ve only seen shells like that on the Gulf Coast of Florida near Captiva and Sanibel.
With only a bucket and our pockets, we loaded up on the intact shells. We didn’t take any home that had wildlife still in it. One shell had a dead snail inside so Rea buried it and placed a circle of shells on top. She has a sweet soul.
This image tells about the shells of Sanibel and Captiva, but we found many of the same ones. We even had a completely intact conch shell. That never happens! Ever. Some of the popular ones we found were the whelks, horn snails, lettered olive, shark eye, coquinas, and the cockles.