Here is a seashell that Genevieve picked up at the beach and played with for a while. One evening she arranged a "show" for my husband and me, and in her charming logic, there were prizes at the end of the show. This seashell was one of my prizes.
The pearls snuggled in the seashell make me happy. But boy, you can see the dust on the photo. I didn't do my Friday cleaning last week because I was reserving all my returning strength for the pink paint. Tomorrow, it will be clean!