Shelling amidst the bones.

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Walking the relatively treeless section of Boneyard Beach, it was all about the shells.

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All the beautiful shells it was illegal to remove.

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So of course most of them were perfect.

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It was hard not to slip a few into my pocket.

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There was no one around and they were so pretty.

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But I chose to do the right thing and did what others do.

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Found a perch and left my favorite (look at those colors!) for future beach walkers to enjoy.

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And then it was back to the trees.

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Those marvelously twisted…

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Skeletal trees.

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Needless to say it was against the law to remove the driftwood as well.

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A driftwood selfie was the best I could do.

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❤️

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