Woah, how did that happen

There is only one row of houses between my new home and the levee so it makes sense to take our dog there when he has to go for a walk. Now that the snow has finally melted away, you can actually see the road. The black headed gulls that live here can see it to so when they fish up the freshwater molluscs and drop them on the road to get to the yummy insides.

Sometimes, half the shell survives. Sometimes, both halfs survive and stay attached. I picked one up out of curiosity, took it home and put it in boiling water to get the last scraps of the dearly departed mollusc out. And I kept picking them up because they're interesting. The smaller ones have a ridged outside and a smooth, purply inside on the shell while the larger ones are smooth on both sides and have a mother-of-pearl-ish inside.

Apparently I've become an accidental shell collector. But they're so pretty!


P.S.: I made myself a DeviantArt page, with so far one submission, The Flubbit.