This is my post for #freewriters Saturday prompt yarn bombing hosted by @mariannewest
My husband is always on my case about carrying home shells and rocks, he says anyone with a bad back should not do this. But I can not help myself, I just love them. When we moved here 15 years ago, I left most of my rocks and shells at the old place so I had to start over. The picture is a lighter knot tree that I hung shells on. The smaller one has old bottles and the other has pitchers that the birds lay their nests in. I think they would love for me to get into yarn bombing so they could take the yarn for their nests.
I found a way to fight my boredom today, I cleaned up my flower/rock/shell garden.
The oyster shells that I collected from the islands.
clam shells
I have some from the river but most I get from our road when we had fill brought in. This is the biggest one.
A rock that is filled with all types of shells
Coral that I collected from the dock where my friend had his artwork, he has the dock for sale so every time I go there, I bring some of the coral home.
Some of my bigger shells
These are shells that hermit crabs lived in, no one was there when I brought them home.
cockel shells
bones that were picked up on the river shore.
pink barnacles
I made a border with rocks, then put my shells on top of the rocks. The piece of wood Is an original pilling from the fish house.
I heard someone yelling and looked up, he was not yarn bombing but yard bombing.
My little helper
The flowers in the worm bed are doing good. It was a pond that I used a swimming pool liner and it got holes in it so now it is a worm bed, it has nice fat worms.
A bromeliad in bloom.
All photos are mine
