Conchiglie

Walking onto the beach, a million shells cracked under our feet. 

The entire beach was covered with these small white shells, it was impossible not to walk on them.  Looking a little closer it appeared as if someone had covered the beach in that shell shaped pasta, conchiglie - yum! Quite aptly the beach was named ‘Shell Beach’.

The water appeared a very pretty pale blue in contrast to the white shell beach. The quantity of salt in the water made it perfect for floating in the shallow waters. And away we floated; floating the time away.