Some trips to the oceans edge are better than others. This winter I have come to salvage quite a few conchs, not as many as I would have liked but enough to fill a few pages of my Etsy shop. They range from huge "gorilla conchs" as my husband calls them to sweet baby conchs. It's always a thrill to find them, the winter months are the best and the prime pickins are found on the coldest days of the year. We have learned this from years of looking for them. But it is FREEZING COLD when we go and not another soul to be seen. Not so bad when the wind is at your back, but the long walk back to warmth sometimes makes me wonder if it's worth it. Then I get home, clean them up and paint them up and I soon forget all the bitter cold pain.
Don't forget to feed the fish, and follow :)