My family and I drove to California this summer and saw the ocean. We walked the beach a long time picking up shells. I saw everyone keeping only the perfect shells, they would just throw back the broken ones, but when I picked them back up, they were perfect to me. Some of them were just pieces broken from the huge waves on the beach. I did not want to leave them and decided I would collect them and make something beautiful. I took the pieces and together they created a perfect picture.
