#shell collecting

[crutchie-lover]

I don’t know how many people will find this interesting but I’m soooo excited about it. ( for context I’m scuba certified) I recently pulled up a shell probably the size of my head (dw nothing was living in it, I triple checked underwater and again above water) it’s so cool!! I love shells this is definitely going to be one of the best in my collection. I’ll reblog with a picture once I have a chance to unpack it 🤭🤭 anyways yeah I love shells

[creepyfreak00]

🐚 Sea Treasures 🐚

I found pieces of dead coral, clam shells, and a heart shaped rock! Bonus picture of a living conch shell that I found! It was such a cool little guy to find and after showing my family (who was insisting that I keep it but that would mean killing them for their shell and I just couldn’t do that) I swam them as far out as I could so no one else would bother them.

[greenshroomtea]

Went to the beach after it rained tonight and got the fucking jackpot! This is the first fish skeleton I've ever found and the neurocranium is almost completely intact! Now I just have to find out what animal this is, if someone knows more, please tell me

[sherlockfreak05]

This is my Wilmington, NC shell jar. Filled with shells I've picked up since I moved here Aug 2021.

I went to the beach for the first time this year yesterday. There was still a bag of shells from my last visit in my beach bag. So between that and what I picked up yesterday--

I need a new jar 🥰

[riiiotuniverse]

to the mermaid obsessed 4/5/6/7/8 year old me:

I love you. sending u all my mermaid stuff and shells i've collected for us throughout the years

[urgentkettle]

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[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

me, my boyfriend, and the 8 foot hole in the sand i dug for him because i love him

[collection-bundle]

Pearlescent shells 🐚!! My favs and it marks the end of my shell collection to show off

Wanna see more?: Blue/Purple, Grey/Black, White, Brown/Orange

[vinceaddams]

it's required by law that all jumbled up old button collections must have at least 1 seashell in them

[tanyaluca]

Mesmerizing Mimosas…

Tanya Luca

[dailyfigures]

Tomato Girl ; Original Character ☆ Snail Shell

[sun-snatcher]

Elrond has a conch shell.

Not one of the prettier ones you would imagine, with the spikes and spots— No, this is a weathered and lumpy one; Sandy coloured and boring, for lack of a better word, only offset by the fact there’s a weird star-shaped hole you can peek through.

He brings it everywhere he travels.

Theory goes that it’s a magical trumpet gifted to him. Or, that he keeps secret messages in it for safekeeping. And his favourite: that he’s bound to the shell by oath, and if he steps a mere pace away from it, Ulmo would transform him into foam like a cursed sea-nymph. (You can imagine that one was debunked quite easily.)

No matter; the most important thing the Elves have come to learn about its peculiar existence is that above all: You do not touch it. (One of the younger elven recruits of a party learns this the hard way mid-travel, when he’d— bless him— grabbed the shell and suggested the idea to cast it aside, in exchange for more space to fit a spare skin of water.

It’s the first they’d ever seen Elrond snap like a whip.

Nobody dares question it since.)

That is, until young Estel had found it.

They can hardly blame the little child. Idle hands and curious trinkets never mix well, after all, much less with that of a 6-year-old who’s come to learn his bright-eyes and daisy-face lent him the ability to get away with almost anything.

“Look, Atya!” He’s skipped his way up to one of the open galleries of Imladris, hefting the coveted conch over his head as he peers at the night sky. “I can see the Evening Star through this hole!”

The Elves pale. They wait for the tongue-lashing, but the storm never comes.

“Not like that, Estel,” corrects Elrond patiently, bending to lower the child’s arms. “Put it to your ear, and close your eyes. Yes, now tell me, what do you hear?”

“…The sea!” he exclaims, after a focused minute. Then Estel lights up, and so Elrond lights up, and suddenly there’s a laughter in the air akin to a musical ring of bells, so high and sunny it dispels the witnessing Elves’ tension from the air.

“But how? We’re too far from the shores, and I can’t hear as well as you. Do you hear it too? Listen, Atya, listen!”

“Yes, yes,” Elrond laughs, and holds his hand over his son’s to bring the shell to his ears. And yes, indeed, if he closes his eyes, he could almost see it: The great rushing shores of Sirion, the pitter patter of Elros’ feet splashing at the rolling tides, the salt-winds carrying Maglor’s distant singing and Maedhros’ disgruntlement over grains of sand in his hair.

Elros had had a Conch of his own. His was bright and ivory-coloured, long since laid to rest alongside him in Númenor. When they were younger, they used to believe they could communicate with each other through the shells no matter their space apart— some imaginary fancy planted by Maedhros (“You two are twins. That’s a magic no force nor distance in the world can unmake.”) which was inevitably nurtured by their child-like wonder.

Years after Númenor had sunken, Celebrían caught Elrond once or twice, speaking to the old conch, and bringing it up to his ear in hopes of a reply.

“What do you hear, Atya?”

“My brother,” he says. “Amidst the heart of the sea.”

[duxuebing]

Photography by Xuebing Du

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[linseedling]

Kickin' it in the Cambrian

[katarinanavane]

Two mini rainbow curio collection shadowboxes.

[xephia]