|Gasparilla Island State Park on Boca Grande by the old Lighthouse|
My mother has the same tone of voice for "Publix has 2-4-1 Breyer's" & "Mrs. So-In-So is dead!". She's been my mother for 53 years so I have learned to just roll with it. I have a very busy job so when she calls me at work I have to speed up the process. "Okay Mom, who died?" "No Honey I just wanted to tell you Breyer's is on sale at Publix". Gotta love your momma.
Since there are no shells to be found on Sanibel I cancelled my plans to go shelling there today. Plan B - take GeeGee (my mom) to Michael's Craft Store to get a magnifying glass that lights up so she can do her crossword puzzles without her eyes watering. For anyone that chauffeur's their senior-citizen mom, aunt, or grandmother to any store - You know you have to have a plan. I do. I have the drop-off point nailed, I know where the bathroom is, & you have to feed them. In this case it was a Steak & Shake Orange Creamsicle Milkshake.
|Not many shells but GeeGee is looking anyway|
When we finally did get back home, GeeGee hollers for me from her bedroom. "Who died?" I answer. Nobody. She didn't find any shells at the beach but she finds a junonia in the bottom of a 20 year old bag of shells she had in her closet.
|The junonia is soaking in some oil to try to bring back some color|
|(top left) pried off Great Annabelle's vase (bottom left) found at a Tennessee yard sale (middle) gift from Cousin Joan - found on Honeymoon Island (right) bought on Sanibel|
What's wrong with this picture? I'm out at that beach before sunrise and take home a few lousy calico scallops. GeeGee goes into her closet for her pajamas and comes out holding a junonia. My mother also has a junonia that was glued to a vase from her aunt's estate. This talent is not exclusive to my mother. My sister mailed me a junonia that she bought at a yard sale in Knoxville. I have 6 junonias - none of which I have found. They are either bought from a shell shop, pried off of an old vase, or from a red-neck garage sale.
So, another day and the quest continues for the elusive junonia. But I have learned the beach is not the only place one washes up. There are vases, garage sales, & the bottom of my mother's closet.
|GeeGee found this junonia years ago on Honeymoon Island and didn't even know what it was until a few years ago|