I don’t get crafty often, but when I do, it gets real.
My mom and I cleaned out a closet in our bonus room last week, and I found all sorts of old treasures from my childhood. One such treasure was a box of my seashell collection from our numerous trips to the beach. I dug through the box, just for old time’s sake, and quickly decided I couldn’t throw all of them away. I picked out some of the prettier shells and set them aside; I’d figure out what to do with them later.