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Hopalong:
Long walks on the beach....  8)

I'm SO glad you have a massage coming.

Shells....once after a hurricane I was at the southernmost end of the OBX with a friend in mid-April and the storm had blown thousands of perfect conch shells onto the point... We went away with grocery bags full and not a dent in the numbers. It was magic. I gave most away but kept a gorgeous black one with a small white shell wedged into it.

And dating...I'll stick that on Heist.

xo
Hops

lighter:
Hops....
Conch shells.  I love the ones that look like cement...the BIG ones.  The perfect ones.  The baby ones....the imperfect ones...the medium sized ones.  The ones without the holes from being harvested are better.

:: nodding::

I liked reading about your miraculous shell find. I bet it was amazing to share with a friend.

 Once the girls and I found hundreds of perfect huge dried dragonflies in Florida... I so wanted to keep them, but didn't. It was magical just to share finding such beautiful creatures together.

Lighter

sKePTiKal:
Shells came with me, Lighter. I have a big jar full... and a small glass full of those teeny tiny shells too.

Worst comes to worst - I can break them up and use them like bonemeal in the garden. But they're still my "pretties" - so not yet.

lighter:
I've always wanted to make jewelry with the sea glass and perhaps even the shells.  I should take some classes on jewelry making.

I'm sure your pretty s are right where they belong, Amber. 

My hardware store guy didn't get to my tools till after closing, and was certain I should come by in the morning, not before, to claim them.  I'm so itchy to get finished with shutters.... won't be early in am now. 

I have massage, then go North, and meet with bug Guy handy man at his home somewhere on way to or from hardware store.  I spoke to him on the phone and couldn't understand a lot if what he said.  I believe I get to meet his whole family in his home. 

My fixer taxi driver is off island, so that's not ideal. 

So last night I was in for dinner again.  I had huge salad, and cooked the raw onion salad I made with bitter orange, oregano, and oil poured over top after bringing to the smoking point.....Cuban, yummy. They were tangy, and carneluzed perfectly.... electric skillets rock.  They really do.

I had grits and tuna for breakfast the other day at the resort on this island.  I wasn't sure what I'd get....the locals were having sardines and grits, I noticed.  I wasn't that brave, so got the tuna.....it was a plate full of yellow grits, and fluffy cold tuna salad..... marvelous together.  Ate the whole thing then wanted a nap.  I get the cracked conch at the end if the drive quite a bit....deep fried and very tender.  Might do that soon and have with salad and rest if citrusy onions. 

Must check weather....so much rain.  I should have planted palm trees.

Lighter

Hopalong:
I love the way you ground yourself, Lighter.
In beauty,
in things of nature,
in the flavors of food.

This sounds so healing.
Good for you.
I feel better FOR you.
And for your adrenals!

I have a package of lentils on my stove that I call "Lighter's Lentils" every time I look at them.
Not sure which thread you gave me that simple recipe on, but I'm going to find it, and cook them in your honor. This weekend. Without Fail.

xo
Hops

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