Navarre Beach is known for world class shelling and did not disappoint! We didn’t discover any large or rare treasures, but we loved the hundreds and hundreds of unique shells to collect!
The “unicorn shells” were everyone’s favorite!
My Grandma, Myrtle Tenney (mima) loved the beach and was a shell collector. I have very early memories of her home in Gualala, California on the Pacific Coast Hwy 1. Mima had sand dollars and abolone galore. She had shells from her mission with my grandpa to St Thomas in the US Virgin Islands. She loved the sounds of the sea and she loved sea shells. She would hand loved Navarre Beach. I felt her close to me on this day and thought about her gentle, angelic, servant heart a lot.
We are back at our happy place and I do t have words to describe how good it is to be here. Hallelujah for the ocean. A huge load of pics coming as soon as I feel like taking time to edit the twins from them. I hate doing that so much that I just avoid it. Which means I’m behind on blog posts but I don’t want to do things I hate while I’m vacation. Instead I am playing, snacking, soaking in the sea, sand and sun, and taking glorious naps. NAPS. Like real, true, actual, mid-day rest. It’s been actual YEARS since I have been able to relax enough to just go to sleep during the day. My body and mind are so tired, and when I’m here, I’m actually able to just sit and rest and it is so wonderful it’s just surreal. I’ll be staying in this fantasy world until I’m dragged back to reality next week. 
