In my previous post, my blogging buddy Dianna shared a peach of an idea in her comment, to put the tea-lights in seashells. But for some reason, perhaps it’s my misfiring old brain cells, before the actual idea of seashells soaked in, another more silly interpretation of shells popped into my head.
Yep, peanut shells.
I used the whole raw peanuts instead of just the shells
And you know what, amazingly, I really like the way these look.
What do you think, are they Tealightful?
A couple decades ago, my husband’s Grandma gave me a box of seashells she had picked up on the beach when she and Grandpa spent winters in Florida. Grandma was a crafter and made some beautiful nick-knacks and trinkets out of shells. She knew I was always crafting and when she started clearing out a few things one year, she gave me the shells. I was tickled pink and honored that she wanted me to have them. I’ve never made anything with the shells. I’m waiting for the perfect craft to come to mind.
I remember the first year Grandma and Grandpa came back from spending the winter in Florida. They were adorably giggly like two young teens. Grandma glowed when she showed me her crafts she’d made from shells she found while walking on the beach.
Sadly, Grandma and Grandpa have both passed away. Sometimes, I take the seashells out and remember their many decades of love and happiness of marital bliss. I imagine all the fun they shared in their many winters in Florida. They were a special couple and a delightful part of our lives.
I discovered that there wasn’t any large enough shells in Grandma’s shells to be an actual tealight holder. So I took a photo with some of the shells surrounding the tealight.
I remembered I had some seashells from from our ventures to the beaches years ago. They were stored in the top of my Grandson’s closet. It was possible that I had a shell big enough or at least a shell piece big enough for a holder. When I went to get my shells, I saw a nice big half shell on the shelf in my Grandson’s room. Cool, I’d forgotten all about that shell and at this moment can’t remember what lake or ocean it came from. I figure he wouldn’t mind my borrowing his shell for a photo-shoot. lol It made a dandy of a holder and a cool prop for photos. And a good thing it did, because my shells were all too small too.
I put my Grandson’s large shell with the tea-light in it in the box of Grandma’s shells and took a photo.
My husband’s Grandma was the Great Great Grandmother to our Grandson. It makes my heart smile all warm and nostalgic to think of the family connections between these shells. I enjoy the now new memories of the shells made by sharing them with you all.
Thanks Dianna for sharing the idea of the seashells.
You gave me a pleasant afternoon of memories and smiles.